Chapter 2: How I became a Bully

This is where my life changed. I woke up one day and said fuck this shit. I am not going to be anybody’s punching bag any more. I am going after these fuckers one at a time and showing them who is boss. I figured if I couldn’t outsmart a village of dumb ass hicks I deserved what I got.

The good news was that I was used to fighting 10-20 people at a time so the first time I came across 3 they didn’t have a chance. They figured they could beat me since it was 3 on 1 so they chased after me. Big mistake on their part. As soon as we got far enough away from school I stopped running, faced them and let them surround me. I figured the easiest way to do this so they did’t wear me down was to first take out Melvin, the least capable of the lot. One punch and he was down. That left Cam who was bigger than me and had a rep for kicking the shit out of multiple adults at the same time, and Seth who was roughly my physical stature. Thankfully they were both well below my intellect. It was easy to predict their moves. I would knock one down while the other got up so I only had to deal with one at a time. Eventually they tired out.

Unfortunately that just made things worse. My beatings escalated. I had to rethink my plan. In the mean time I would look for opportunities to get some of them alone so I could take them out one on one. I won some and lost some. The ones I lost it was mostly because I didn’t have enough time to wear them down before their help arrived.

I realized I had to put real fear into them. I had to make them think I would kill them without a seconds thought. There was no way they could always be in a crowd so they would have no choice but to leave me alone or risk death.