Reflecting past tragedy Triggrs
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I remember how a kid got to bullying me, and this is how it hurt me so much.
This kid who was a little bit retarded opened a grid on the road "fishing".
The little guy had both hands on the grid, and this bully kicked the grid down severing fingers on both of his hands.
I was horrified at what he did!
I threatened to tell the cops, but he threatened me and beat me up, because he was bigger than me.
So the little guy who was already disabled had the stigma of having no fingers.
To cut a long story short, the kid who bullied me and his dad nearly got battered beyond recognition, only for me stopping my dad.
Then I was in school age 12yo, and I learned a classmates brother was dragged under a truck as he was delivering papers, but the teacher said it in front of his brother in class.
I felt so empty inside, like why did they take someone so young, and I never knew this kid, only my classmate who was so cool, so I thot! Why did God take away a cool little brother!
This is even steeper.
I was playing in the street when a girl started screaming that a kid had been run over.
She dragged me to the scene, and it was horrible.
Apparently, this kid had got off the bus, and ran in front of it as it got on its way, a group of kids said they would tell his mom.
I screamed at them not to do it, but they brought his mom down to the scene of where her little boy died, and I sure wish they listened to me, to not do that.
Are we becoming immune to tragedy, as if it should be expected.
What are the tragedies you have experienced without being able to cope?
ste
This kid who was a little bit retarded opened a grid on the road "fishing".
The little guy had both hands on the grid, and this bully kicked the grid down severing fingers on both of his hands.
I was horrified at what he did!
I threatened to tell the cops, but he threatened me and beat me up, because he was bigger than me.
So the little guy who was already disabled had the stigma of having no fingers.
To cut a long story short, the kid who bullied me and his dad nearly got battered beyond recognition, only for me stopping my dad.
Then I was in school age 12yo, and I learned a classmates brother was dragged under a truck as he was delivering papers, but the teacher said it in front of his brother in class.
I felt so empty inside, like why did they take someone so young, and I never knew this kid, only my classmate who was so cool, so I thot! Why did God take away a cool little brother!
This is even steeper.
I was playing in the street when a girl started screaming that a kid had been run over.
She dragged me to the scene, and it was horrible.
Apparently, this kid had got off the bus, and ran in front of it as it got on its way, a group of kids said they would tell his mom.
I screamed at them not to do it, but they brought his mom down to the scene of where her little boy died, and I sure wish they listened to me, to not do that.
Are we becoming immune to tragedy, as if it should be expected.
What are the tragedies you have experienced without being able to cope?
ste