I swear I'm going to goddamn kill this kid.
He's been bullying me constantly for the past few years. He did it not-so-subtly in seventh grade. He constantly called me gay and spread rumors about me.
Some:
That I was a zoophile.
That I was gay.
And the most damaging, widespread: That I wanted to go out with a ******** girl.
Yes, he actually told people. He said I was really desperate for a girlfriend (Big whoop, I didn't love anybody) and said I wanted to date her.
This kid made me dread going to school (the other was the harlot of a Science teacher I had, and I haven't gone into that).
He still had the audacity to use my goddamn yard too. After how terribly he treated me, he still has the balls to go into my goddamn yard and play in it.
Hell, the harassment even went as far as hacking into my AIM account and putting something confirming the rumor. It was a very poor attempt at hacking. Hell, he never even changed the font to fit mine.
Then, there was the time he decided to steal the Family Guy Game I had. Soon, I had knocked on the door and met his mother. I had told her that he stole my game, and I was here to reclaim it.
Soon after, I was teasing a friend. He has the chutzpah to call ME out on saying that he didn't have anything to do with me.
As much as I had wanted to punch the guts out of him, I found the perfect opportunity to use words.
I then gave him a piece of my mind. What did this little brat have to say? "I was just kidding?"
At this point, I went crazy. "HACKING MY IM IS KIDDING? SPREADING RUMORS ABOUT ME TO THE WHOLE GODDAMN SCHOOL IS KIDDING? STEALING MY STUFF IS KIDDING?"
"I thought you'd..."
"YOU SHUT UP! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HAVE SUFFERED UNDER YOU AND YOUR LITTLE CRONIE?"
"No. I thought I'd make you laugh."
"I HAVE SUFFERED FOR TEN MONTHS PUTTING UP WITH YOUR CRAP. AND LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING: I'M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE."
"But...But..."
"Yeah, if you're going to treat me like that, then screw you, you aren't my friend anymore. And while you're at it, get the hell off of my lawn."
That's how the discussion went in PG-rated form. It was like it, but with more profanities and much more vulgarity added to the swearing.
Now, he's taken it to subtle bullying. Like taking my seat on the bus. The thing is, he knows it's my seat. Everyone recognizes my claim to my seat, but they're afraid of this kid. He wants me out of the little group that I helped found. Sometimes, he'll take it in the morning so I have to move a few seats up, distancing me from the group.
If that little freak takes my seat again, he's going to get it. Let's just say I've tried to solve it with words, and it didn't work.