A little background: When I was in middle school, (In the 80s) I wasn’t a cool kid, but I also wasn’t a total misfit. I tended to spend a lot of my time playing games and sports. For whatever reason, there was a kid a grade above me, and 3 years older thanks to staying back twice, that tormented me daily. Dude would try to trip me getting on the bus. He’d snatch my backpack if I took it off at the bus stop and fling everything in it all over the ground. On the bus he’d flick my ears, try to dump my tray on me at lunch, report me to the principals for stuff that some times wouldn’t have even been possible for me to do - all the usual annoying stuff, but also some really messed up stuff.
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