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I Was, Until One Gym Class Gave Me The Chance I Needed To Fight Back Legally

Ever since I can remember, I was bullied in high school. Their goal; because they knew that I had a bad temper, they would do all sorts of stuff to push my buttons and make me lose it. For a while, I always ended up in the principal's office. And if I didn't end up there, I'd be given an in-school suspension in a separate room watched over by the wife of one of the teachers (she served as a substitute teacher when needed). That lasted until my freshman year.

Our gym class was doing a class on wrestling. I was put up against one of my bullies. At the beginning, he was goofing off. But what he didn't know, was that I was part of the wrestling team the year before. So when I saw an opening for a takedown, I took it, and picked him up onto my shoulder, which caused him to yell out "Holy s**t!!!", before slamming him down onto the mat and pinning him. Even though he outweighed me by a good 60 pounds and I looked like a beanpole to him, he found out that I was a lot stronger than I looked. From that day on, nobody bullied me for a long time.
BLACKTIGER75 BLACKTIGER75 36-40, M 1 Response Apr 21, 2013

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Junior High, Seventh Grade: My worst friend/best enemy, James, and I were paired off during football practice drills; he gets the ball, runs between the two lines of players, and I, at the opposite end, am to meet him and tackle him. Placed the helmet perfectly in the middle of his belly. He was gasping for air. Of course, nowadays, my cervical discs are all screwed up, and I'm pretty certain that one little episode didn't help matters... ;)