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It was the ground that I became more acquainted with on that day. Five minutes into recess, I tasted the dirt, because I was pushed into it by the school bully, Ricky Harrington.

I heard Ricky call me a name. “Sissy!” he yelled out.

I felt a blow to the back of my head. My head was dizzy...


Bullies thrive on making fun of people that threaten them, or anything that they don't understand. I was an easy target for a public school bully. I was not well understood. I was not understood at school or at home.

At home, my dad usually called me by my other name (EDITED)

My dad wanted me to fight and stand up to people that kicked me around. 


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