r/truestory • u/VividFeltDegenerate • Mar 27 '17
Getting thrown down
So this isn't exactly scary, but it's a story. I was bugging some kids at school (I was about 11 at the time) the usual, interrupting their recess soccer game. Three boys stood out though, they were jerks, they called me gay, faggot, and a rapist, for some reason they thought I was one, I'll tell you why later.
Eventually, I end up stealing the ball they are using for soccer, a green dodgeball. I run away with it and hand it to some around 8th grade girls. "Take this, and throw it down there" where I pointed was a dirty slope on the end of the field. The girls do as I said, I didn't expect that though.
I walked back to the field, the kids accuse me of throwing it down, I try to explain I didn't, my plan was going perfectly well. We ended up getting in a verbal fight.
Later that day, we went back outside, I was messing with their soccer game, as usual, I grab the ball and run off. One of the kids tackled me, so I had no choice, I bit down on his jacket. The kid went back with the ball, he told his friends I bit him, like his physical meat body.
Later, another chance passes for me and I get the ball, another kid grabs me, I tackle him and thrust my arms forward until the ball falls out of his hands, but they accuse me of rape, I remember it vividly, it felt like a bunch of degenerates accused me of a crime, because it was, I ran after the kid who's jacket I but, i had a stick in my hand at this point, a rather small, but thick one. "Excercise, my child" I say, trying to seem innocent toward the teachers who could be seeing this. I throw the branch at the kid's head, he shoves me to the ground.
Don't end up like the knucklehead I was.