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It all started back in 6th grade, there were 2 popular girls on a packed van-bus hybrid I had to take every morning at 5:30am. We were all cool with each other for the first week, and as the innocent friendly child I was I tried to talk to them to make friends and help alleviate the anxiety I had sitting in awkward silence, they were friendly for awhile but soon I noticed they started sitting as far away as possible from me, I didn't think much of it at first, it was just weird to me that they would sit on the opposite end of the seat and let other kids file in-between me and her.
Eventually they started this weird game where everyone in the bus was supposed to pretend to be a member in a family (that would last for the rest of the school year), and when they started selecting other kids to act out certain roles I noticed they literally skipped over me, and when I asked why they gave me this look of utter disgust, then after awhile they said "you can be the family dog". I was deeply offended at this and suggested maybe I could be the husband of one of the girls (believe me I had no sexual intentions I literally just wanted to not be the fucking dog and this was the first thing that came to mind).
Their faces contorted into a weird look of horror and one of them said "EW!! i'm telling the bus driver", and yep, they told the fucking bus driver that I was being "weird". Of course the soyboy driver scolded me and told me to not bother them anymore. The rest of the school day went horribly, I had no friends and sat alone at the lunch table while they all socialized. Occasionally at the lunch table a bunch of kids would look over at me and snicker.
Now the worst part, apparently one of the girls boyfriends must have suggested that I have a crush on her (I am still unsure of how exactly this happened), because the next day when they boarded the bus, they immediately started interrogating me, asking if I had a crush on one of them, I tried my best to deny this but they still didn't believe me. It was a situation where both answers would've lead to the same outcome regardless.
While this was happening, I had placed my backpack in the trunk of the van and I heard it fall over and something spill out, I turned around to get it but it was too far back so I instinctively vaulted the backseat into the trunk to grab it, and I hear one of the girls quietly remarking to her friend "he should just open the latch and jump out ha ha". And as the beta male I was, I pretended to not hear it, I broke into tears once I got back home from the long grueling school day.
Now I made the worst mistake of the year when I decided to tell my teacher and principle about the bullying, expecting sympathy and remediation of some sort. While they did do a good job pretending to care, ultimately they did nothing except tell the girls to knock it off or face possible detention. Not only did this backfire incredibly, but it also got me physically assaulted. These evil whores decided to text their respective boyfriends that I had attempted to kiss them on the bus, and this was also relayed to other students through a huge chat group I wasn't a part of. And I was there when they were texting them desperately saying sorry and begging them not to.
When I arrived at school, all seemed normal until I noticed a couple popular chads (their boyfriends) standing inside of the stairwell I needed to take to my next class, they were staring me right in the eye. I felt sick, It started dawning on me what was going to happen, and now there was no turning back. I went into the stairwell, had my backpack ripped off of me, and got kicked into the floor by these fucking faggots, I tried to defend myself which didn't work. They pantsed me at the bottom of the stairwell and started taking pictures of me trying to pull my pants back up. They also called me names during the assault, the one i remember the most is "little bitch boy" and "ugly baby". Eventually teachers intervened and suspended the chads but the damage was already done. Whats worse? There were a few girls with the chads that were encouraging the fight (possibly recording some of it as well because they had their phones out, although I never saw anyone around with a video of the incident), when I initially entered the stairwell I heard one of them say "this is gonna be good"
The pictures spread and soon I was laughing stock for half of the school, the humiliation and embarrassment I felt from this was nothing short of a living nightmare. For the remaining few months I attended this school I was met with "Ew's" by everyone, and people snickering to themselves and their friends whenever I was around. No one showed sympathy, not a single fucking person. It's disgusting.
tldr; evil popular girls tricked their chad boyfriends into assaulting me in a small stairwell.
And yes this really happened, this was the point in my life where I began realizing how truly subhuman and indifferent I am.
Eventually they started this weird game where everyone in the bus was supposed to pretend to be a member in a family (that would last for the rest of the school year), and when they started selecting other kids to act out certain roles I noticed they literally skipped over me, and when I asked why they gave me this look of utter disgust, then after awhile they said "you can be the family dog". I was deeply offended at this and suggested maybe I could be the husband of one of the girls (believe me I had no sexual intentions I literally just wanted to not be the fucking dog and this was the first thing that came to mind).
Their faces contorted into a weird look of horror and one of them said "EW!! i'm telling the bus driver", and yep, they told the fucking bus driver that I was being "weird". Of course the soyboy driver scolded me and told me to not bother them anymore. The rest of the school day went horribly, I had no friends and sat alone at the lunch table while they all socialized. Occasionally at the lunch table a bunch of kids would look over at me and snicker.
Now the worst part, apparently one of the girls boyfriends must have suggested that I have a crush on her (I am still unsure of how exactly this happened), because the next day when they boarded the bus, they immediately started interrogating me, asking if I had a crush on one of them, I tried my best to deny this but they still didn't believe me. It was a situation where both answers would've lead to the same outcome regardless.
While this was happening, I had placed my backpack in the trunk of the van and I heard it fall over and something spill out, I turned around to get it but it was too far back so I instinctively vaulted the backseat into the trunk to grab it, and I hear one of the girls quietly remarking to her friend "he should just open the latch and jump out ha ha". And as the beta male I was, I pretended to not hear it, I broke into tears once I got back home from the long grueling school day.
Now I made the worst mistake of the year when I decided to tell my teacher and principle about the bullying, expecting sympathy and remediation of some sort. While they did do a good job pretending to care, ultimately they did nothing except tell the girls to knock it off or face possible detention. Not only did this backfire incredibly, but it also got me physically assaulted. These evil whores decided to text their respective boyfriends that I had attempted to kiss them on the bus, and this was also relayed to other students through a huge chat group I wasn't a part of. And I was there when they were texting them desperately saying sorry and begging them not to.
When I arrived at school, all seemed normal until I noticed a couple popular chads (their boyfriends) standing inside of the stairwell I needed to take to my next class, they were staring me right in the eye. I felt sick, It started dawning on me what was going to happen, and now there was no turning back. I went into the stairwell, had my backpack ripped off of me, and got kicked into the floor by these fucking faggots, I tried to defend myself which didn't work. They pantsed me at the bottom of the stairwell and started taking pictures of me trying to pull my pants back up. They also called me names during the assault, the one i remember the most is "little bitch boy" and "ugly baby". Eventually teachers intervened and suspended the chads but the damage was already done. Whats worse? There were a few girls with the chads that were encouraging the fight (possibly recording some of it as well because they had their phones out, although I never saw anyone around with a video of the incident), when I initially entered the stairwell I heard one of them say "this is gonna be good"
The pictures spread and soon I was laughing stock for half of the school, the humiliation and embarrassment I felt from this was nothing short of a living nightmare. For the remaining few months I attended this school I was met with "Ew's" by everyone, and people snickering to themselves and their friends whenever I was around. No one showed sympathy, not a single fucking person. It's disgusting.
tldr; evil popular girls tricked their chad boyfriends into assaulting me in a small stairwell.
And yes this really happened, this was the point in my life where I began realizing how truly subhuman and indifferent I am.