"I can’t believe you actually showed up. You know I’m going to beat up your faggot ass. Unbelievable. Now just stand still while I rearrange your dick sucking face…."
this happened to me in high school. i don’t think i realized going in that He would actually beat the living shit out of me. but He did. and He enjoyed it. and afterwards i had to hand over half my paycheck from my sorry part time job to Him. He called it protection money and it went on for 2 years until He moved out of town. every time i handed over the cash He spit in my face and called me a fairy, then flexed His guns and walked away laughing. i wish He hadn’t moved.
Then a website called ‘thank your bully’ was up. When I saw it, I remembered him, and I knew what I had to do. I searched for him, online, offline, white pages, until I finally found his address. He lives 5 hours driving by car from me, but I am afraid to go and see him. Nonetheless, I wrote him a $500 check with a thank you card and sent it. I did not write my name or address because he scares the hell out of me still. After depositing the envelope in the post office, I realized he could probably find me through the check. It has my name and address pre-printed. Shit!