How did you stop the bully?

[Anonymous]

When I was 15, a guy in my neighborhood, about the same age, but bigger than I was, decided he didn't like me. I had and still have no idea why. One day as I was walking home from the park, he came up behind me and hit me in the back, hard. He had done this before and I had ignored it, but this time...

I was pretty much in front of my house, on the sidewalk. I turned around and hit him in the mouth as hard as I could, knocking out a few of his teeth and putting him on the ground. I should have left it at that but...

I kicked him in the face as hard as I could, and I was wearing hard shoes. That was pretty much it for him. My father came out at that point, saw what had happened, asked me if I was ok, and went in the house and called an ambulance for my still-unconscious neighbor.

I got in some trouble over this, and really almost got arrested, but didn't. He and I went to the same school and after this he and other bullies at school left me alone.

I hate that I did this.

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My limit is when someone puts hands on me. Anything much less than that and I usually walk away. It is far far better to NOT fight if possible.

[Caroline91]

By not being afraid of them. I never got bullied until middle school, when some girls decided to bully me. Before that, I was always the one to get in the middle of it and make the bullies stop. But when I changed schools, I was the one being bullied. Then I decided that those girls didn’t really matter to me and I really didn’t even like them…. and I was happy with who I am and I just started either ignoring them or, even better, laughing at them and they stopped. A couple of them decided they wanted to be friends, but I just told them I didn’t think we really had anything in common so I didn’t want them for my friends.

[exitseven]

I never stopped him. There was a kid in my class in 9th grade tht was 17 years old. He was a lot bigger than most of the kids and he always picked on me. He drove his mother's car to school. One time I cut a class and went out to the parking lot and removed all the lug nuts from one of the front wheels. I put them all in the hubcap and put the hubcap back on. I stayed after school and stood in one of the second floor classrooms that had a good view of it. The front wheel fell off when he turned the wheel. I saw the front end of the car go down and saw this kid go out and look at it. He never found out it was me. The problem took care of itself because he was not there in 10th grade. I assume he dropped out.
After I grew up I tried to figure out what ever became of this kid. He is nowhere on the internet. Either he died before the internet was developed or he just moved far away. I cannot imagine that his life turned out good.

[Sonorous]

I've had many bullies. I just managed to go away from or avoid most of them. I've only confronted a select few of them.

[Kelley1]

Back in the 1950s, at school, my great-grandfather hit someone in the head with an iron pipe. Word got around "Better leave him alone, he will hurt you."

In my case or for all pretty girls, we don't have to stop a bully. Others will do it for us. People don't help fat and ugly girls when they get bullied; especially if bullied by other girls..

[Agape93]

By shooting at him when he drove his stupid truck into my yard and tried to hit my dogs.

[Asker]

Did you hit the truck?

[Agape93]

Yeap. Almost got him too.

[DryGermanGuy]

Wow. 😯

[Agape93]

Yeah, I wasn't as good of a shot back then.

[missindiana93]

I mean only way to stand up to a bully is to kick his ass.

[Billlewis]

I made no attempts to make any of the guys who bullied me to stop. I simply acquiesced to them, and praised them in front of the female students, which tended to flatter them.