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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Drama / Human Interest
- Subject: Childhood / Youth
- Published: 05/23/2019
When I was 15 I left school and found a job.
School had been just awful. Nearly every lunch time I was threatened and pushed by a group of young Maori girls.
My friends and I tried to avoid them but they would follow us around with threats of after school beatings.
So over the May school holidays I applied for an apprenticeship as a machinist and a start day was the very next day. I was so excited that I would not have to go back to school.
First day at work I walked in and wouldn’t you just know it. Two of my favourite bullies were working there.
First thing I thought was, here we go again.
They seemed very happy to see me (I wonder why)
I found out later on that they had both been expelled from school for their bullying.
Well the first couple of months went perfect. I was bought a box of chocolates from management for how well I was doing, which I had to give to them, but that was fine it kept the peace for a bit.
At Xmas I won the Christmas hamper. I was so happy.
I picked my two favourite numbers 7 and 3 and it paid off.
Carrying the hamper home the two girls walked behind me taunting me and telling me to give them the hamper.
I just kept walking and ignoring their requests. They gave up after the first mile. I guess they were thinking how far it was for them to walk all the way back and there was way too much traffic for them to do anything to me.
When I got home my mums eyes lite up like a Christmas tree.
We were very poor and the hamper was going to go a long way. It was full of chocolates, peanuts, Christmas cake and pudding.
Well I had a lovely two weeks holiday and then back to work. Things were going great until one afternoon at about 2pm one of the bully’s approached me and announced I was having a fight after work with a girl twice my size.
Well I just panicked and spent the next two hours wondering how I could escape.
This was it, I had to stand up and get a beating. Management had left for the day and the supervisors didn’t give a damn. I was in this alone.
There I stood. About six girls surrounded me, One giant staring me in the eye. A pretty blond girl that was about 5’10”.
I was about 5’1” so there was a big difference in our size. The girl put her fists up and I could see them coming.
Oh god what should I do? I charged right at her at 100 miles a hour, slapping her about a dozen times on her chest and belly.
She fell on her knees, hands covering her face and crying hard out.
I felt bad and apologised. I was announced the winner and the small crowd disbanded leaving the two of us sitting on the steps of the factory consoling each other.
We became work friends after that.
One night she invited me to a concert with my favourite singer. It was about six suburbs away so we had to catch two buses to get there.
The concert was great.
After it had finished we went outside and it was very dark. She had left me sitting on a seat and gone to talk to some of her friends. I heard them shouting at her and went to find out what was happening.
When I approached her the four girls that she had been talking to attacked me. They had me on the ground kicking and punching me.
My face and one ear were very bruised and my nose was broken. She just stood and watched.
Afterward she helped me up and a man in a car came over and offered us a lift home.
I went to work a couple of days later and all the bullies at work wanted to start a gang fight with the girls that had beaten me up. I just wanted to forget the whole incident.
When I had recovered, apart from a slightly crooked nose, I thought to myself, I wonder if the beating I received was all a set up from my new found friend.
I guess I will never know.
I didn’t have much to do with the tall blonde girl after that.
Not long after that I was offered a new job where I wouldn’t have to walk 3 miles there and 3 miles back and never know what my day would bring.
I remember walking into my second job and scanning the room for bullies.
The End
My first job(Gail)
When I was 15 I left school and found a job.
School had been just awful. Nearly every lunch time I was threatened and pushed by a group of young Maori girls.
My friends and I tried to avoid them but they would follow us around with threats of after school beatings.
So over the May school holidays I applied for an apprenticeship as a machinist and a start day was the very next day. I was so excited that I would not have to go back to school.
First day at work I walked in and wouldn’t you just know it. Two of my favourite bullies were working there.
First thing I thought was, here we go again.
They seemed very happy to see me (I wonder why)
I found out later on that they had both been expelled from school for their bullying.
Well the first couple of months went perfect. I was bought a box of chocolates from management for how well I was doing, which I had to give to them, but that was fine it kept the peace for a bit.
At Xmas I won the Christmas hamper. I was so happy.
I picked my two favourite numbers 7 and 3 and it paid off.
Carrying the hamper home the two girls walked behind me taunting me and telling me to give them the hamper.
I just kept walking and ignoring their requests. They gave up after the first mile. I guess they were thinking how far it was for them to walk all the way back and there was way too much traffic for them to do anything to me.
When I got home my mums eyes lite up like a Christmas tree.
We were very poor and the hamper was going to go a long way. It was full of chocolates, peanuts, Christmas cake and pudding.
Well I had a lovely two weeks holiday and then back to work. Things were going great until one afternoon at about 2pm one of the bully’s approached me and announced I was having a fight after work with a girl twice my size.
Well I just panicked and spent the next two hours wondering how I could escape.
This was it, I had to stand up and get a beating. Management had left for the day and the supervisors didn’t give a damn. I was in this alone.
There I stood. About six girls surrounded me, One giant staring me in the eye. A pretty blond girl that was about 5’10”.
I was about 5’1” so there was a big difference in our size. The girl put her fists up and I could see them coming.
Oh god what should I do? I charged right at her at 100 miles a hour, slapping her about a dozen times on her chest and belly.
She fell on her knees, hands covering her face and crying hard out.
I felt bad and apologised. I was announced the winner and the small crowd disbanded leaving the two of us sitting on the steps of the factory consoling each other.
We became work friends after that.
One night she invited me to a concert with my favourite singer. It was about six suburbs away so we had to catch two buses to get there.
The concert was great.
After it had finished we went outside and it was very dark. She had left me sitting on a seat and gone to talk to some of her friends. I heard them shouting at her and went to find out what was happening.
When I approached her the four girls that she had been talking to attacked me. They had me on the ground kicking and punching me.
My face and one ear were very bruised and my nose was broken. She just stood and watched.
Afterward she helped me up and a man in a car came over and offered us a lift home.
I went to work a couple of days later and all the bullies at work wanted to start a gang fight with the girls that had beaten me up. I just wanted to forget the whole incident.
When I had recovered, apart from a slightly crooked nose, I thought to myself, I wonder if the beating I received was all a set up from my new found friend.
I guess I will never know.
I didn’t have much to do with the tall blonde girl after that.
Not long after that I was offered a new job where I wouldn’t have to walk 3 miles there and 3 miles back and never know what my day would bring.
I remember walking into my second job and scanning the room for bullies.
The End
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JD
07/22/2019Congratulations on being selected as one of the Short Story STARS of the Week, Shay, and thank you for sharing your personal true life story about being bullied. It was hard to read, and upsetting, but I'm glad you were not seriously injured and that your experiences made you stronger. :-)
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Gail
07/22/2019Thanks so much JD , Storystar :-) Made my week.
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Asqarini
06/09/2019I've had a simmilar experiences at Highschool and also at work. But never a physical bully just mentally by verbam abuse. But it gives deep impact on my life and behaviour. But luckily it is all over and I am not dealing anymore with the bullies.
Thanks for sharing this story with us all.
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Gail
06/09/2019Thanks so much for reading and your comment.
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JD
05/26/2019Wow... that does not sound like a nice place to live at all, Shay! To get bullied at school and then also bullied and beaten up at work, and have teachers and supervisors who did absolutely nothing to stop it, is really scary. The girls who beat you up and broke your nose should have gone to jail. And the girls who bullied you at work should have been fired. But I'm glad you survived and found a better job with no more bullies... I hope! Thanks for sharing your true life story on Storystar, Shay! :-)
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JD
05/28/2019I was never a bully and was never bullied, so I guess I cannot relate to it. Hearing about it just makes me angry and I want to punish all the bullies.
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Gail
05/26/2019Thank you JD, just a bad memory many moons ago. Not something I think about much much it was anti bully week in NZ last week made me think that bullies have always been there and always will be.
I still have a slightly croaked nose hehe.
How is your teenage bear situation?
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Okechukwu chidoluo vitus
05/23/2019It is good to once be in trouble but you shall leave it all to the God who made us. You found a job and I love you for that. Thanks.
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Gail
05/26/2019Thank you. This was a very very long time ago. It’s been a whole lifetime of good times since.
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