LJ Idol Week 11: Recency Bias

The moments that stick in my memory tell me I was never bullied in a normal way. I remember stepping off the school bus and heading home when the boys grabbed my arms and legs. I struggled, but they were older boys, bigger than me, and stronger. They held me there while the 5th boy tried to kick me in the face and stomach. The neighbor who called the police said that I ended up dragging all four of those boys half a block, trying to get away.

I was in 1st or 2nd grade then.

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Then there was the night that I was lured off to a maintenance closet. He had sweet promises, was gentle and soft spoken, and I was a trusting early teen. When he tried to take my clothes off and his sweet talk became more rough, I became frightened and ran. The next day on the bus was hell as he had apparently recounted his exploits to his friends. All of whom enjoyed trying to humiliate me to no end.

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I'm sure, to some level, there has always been bullying. From the time we were monkeys in the trees. Ha, Ha! I'm better than you! My banana is bigger!

But when did it become okay to fall to the levels of violence we have today? When did it become okay to take a gun to school? When did it become okay to stab your "friends" to death, all for a childish whim?

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I think humanity is slowly going insane.