This was years ago, but I wanted to share it. I'm sharing a lot today
There was this bully on the school bus I rode during my senior year of high school (didn't have my license yet, yeah loser i know jk). He would pick on these two brothers. The eldest was not a small kid, the bully was for his age, which is why most just laughed at him, but with these two brothers he would torment because they wouldn't fight back. I knew how it felt to be picked on, it was the main reason my brother and I didn't ride the school bus when we were younger.
One day I was in a bad mood, so he picked the wrong day to be a jerk. Half the kids on our bus were related s would sit anywhere on the bus. He started to pick on these two brothers, and was sitting behind me so he'd have to pass by me. One time I tripped him causing him to fall face first on the floor. Everyone laughed. This didn't stop him though. He tried again, so this time I grabbed him by the back of the shirt and slammed him into the empty seat in front of me. I glared at him and growled (in what some kids called my batman voice) and told him to sit there and not move. He was scared, I could see it on his face. Everyone on the bus started to cheer. Even the bus driver gave me a smile in the mirror. After that whenever I was on the bus he never bullied the brothers or anyone else. When I wasn't he did, and I'd have the kids tell me they wish I was on the bus, even after I finished high school they wanted me to ride the bus.
It felt so good to be needed by someone, to actually help and stop others from being picked on, to protect them. I just wanted to share this because it showed me I could do something instead of sitting by an watching it happen. I could be a positive influence and not let the bullies win.
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There was this bully on the school bus I rode during my senior year of high school (didn't have my license yet, yeah loser i know jk). He would pick on these two brothers. The eldest was not a small kid, the bully was for his age, which is why most just laughed at him, but with these two brothers he would torment because they wouldn't fight back. I knew how it felt to be picked on, it was the main reason my brother and I didn't ride the school bus when we were younger.
One day I was in a bad mood, so he picked the wrong day to be a jerk. Half the kids on our bus were related s would sit anywhere on the bus. He started to pick on these two brothers, and was sitting behind me so he'd have to pass by me. One time I tripped him causing him to fall face first on the floor. Everyone laughed. This didn't stop him though. He tried again, so this time I grabbed him by the back of the shirt and slammed him into the empty seat in front of me. I glared at him and growled (in what some kids called my batman voice) and told him to sit there and not move. He was scared, I could see it on his face. Everyone on the bus started to cheer. Even the bus driver gave me a smile in the mirror. After that whenever I was on the bus he never bullied the brothers or anyone else. When I wasn't he did, and I'd have the kids tell me they wish I was on the bus, even after I finished high school they wanted me to ride the bus.
It felt so good to be needed by someone, to actually help and stop others from being picked on, to protect them. I just wanted to share this because it showed me I could do something instead of sitting by an watching it happen. I could be a positive influence and not let the bullies win.
:club: