Inspired by the “Bully victim strikes back” video thread in this forum I thought we could share our own stories.
My first one I have almost no memory of but my parents and older sisters tell it often. I must have been around the age of 5 and we belonged to a sportsmen club (they had land and a clubhouse etc.) and they had a small attached playground for the kids. Some little bully kid liked to pick on the younger kids there and pour sand in their hair from the sandbox. Apparently I was one of his regular victims. The bully’s parents just shrugged and blew anyone off who brought it up. My sisters then instructed me to “punch him right in the nose” if he ever started up again. So I toke them at their word, the kid started up, so I hauled off and smacked him right in the nose. From what I heard he got an immediate gushing nose-bleed and the sight of his own blood terrified the kid. He never bothered anyone again.
The other one was 7th grade. Asshole followed me home from school every day shoving me, poking, throwing snowballs, tripping. I usually tried to ignore him but finally got fed up. One day he was right behind me so I immediately stopped, turned around, and swung for his face as hard as I could. He pulled back just enough so I missed his face but I did manage to catch his glasses which were flung about 10 feet away into 3 feet of snow. I then just walked away as he desperately went searching for his now impossible to find lost glasses. I saw him the next day sans glasses and he left me alone after that.