A boy who sat behind me in high school would shove my chair almost every day when I was trying to sit down with my armload of books. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore. I turned around and shoved all of his books onto the floor. There was an oooOOOOoooo from the other kids, and the teacher said nothing. He never did…

I never got into a fistfight kind of fight, but there was a boy who sat behind me freshman year who thought it was hilarious to move my chair around with his feet while I was trying to sin down in it. After a few months of this I’d had enough, so I turned around and shoved his large pile of books into his lap. He…

This poor baby was bullied at school and apparently by her own father. What a sad existence she must have had. Nowhere to go for comfort.