I punched him and he went down!
February 4, 2009 9:53pm CST
I'm not a violent person. I really like to be peaceful with everyone, but this boy pushed me over the edge so I hit, and he fell down. All because he kept teasing me over and over again, when I told him to stop. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and the only way I knew I was going to get him to shut up was to deck him, so I did. Sure enough, he finally shut up while looking at me cross eyed and holding his face. Have you ever allowed someone push your buttons so much that it provoked to your physical violence? Before everyone starts throwing a book at me, in your responses. This happened when I was in kindergarten. We were riding the school bus home, and the kid kept teasing me, because he thought my step sister was my girlfriend. I tried apologizing to him later, but he didn't want anything else to do with me, and at that time we were the only two kids that rode home together on that bus, he would get dropped off first and I would end up being the last one on the bus, except the driver and when my half sister rode with me.
3 people like this
5 Feb 09
Personally I have never hit another person in anger. In fact I have only had one fight and it was in self defence. I don't believe that anyone should stoop to that level because then you are behaving no better than they are and that isn't a good thing.
• United States
5 Feb 09
I have personally fought only my brother which I believe is something different. My brother and I only fight as siblings and we are both pretty well trained in martial arts so we know how to dish it and how to take it. As far as fights with anyone else I tend to scare people away. I am about 6' 3" not muscular but not fat or skinny either, and anyone I know knows about my martial arts background. If ever I was to run into someone I didn't know that wanted to pick a fight I would take them down with minimal physical violence. A lot of the times all you need to do is talk someone down try and make them look like an idiot if they fight.
• United States
22 Mar 09
Wow, brings back some of my childhood memories, lol. I was picked on most of my school years. I was the girl who loved school, always carried tons of school books with me, wasn't the most popular girl and was very proud to be a christian. So girls always called me names, bumped into me on purpose in the hallways so I would drop everything I was carrying. I usually would just keep walking or ignore the girls and never say a thing back to them. I never felt better than them but I always felt there was no point in saying anything back because I never wanted to go down to their level as in screaming back at them or saying mean things back. I remember one incident though that sticks very clear in those memories. I walked home from school everyday and there was a girl who lived a few houses down from me so we always seen each other everyday on our route home. She always walked behind me saying things to me. Now this girl was in 5th grade and I was already in the 7th grade. I was a tall skinny girl and she was more of a bigger girl, didn't look like a 5th grader I guess you could say. I think what made her the most upset was that I always ignored her, wouldn't even give her a look back. This one particular day she kept calling me curse words but she started to walk right behind me and kick me on my ankles. At first I kept walking but she wouldn't stop and my ankles were hurting. So I turned around threw my books down and asked her what her problem was. She than called me another curse word so I picked my arm up to punch her and she grabbed both my arms. She was a much bigger girl than I was so I couldn't move my arms so I started to then kick her and pinch her as hard as I could. I think I pinched and kicked with all my might because I was just so fed up with all the name calling and stuff she had done to me. She finally let go because I was kicking her so hard and a teacher came to see what was going on. She never bothered me again after that, lol. I was never, and still am, not the type to hit a person for anything but that day was just the last straw for me.