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— When I Was a Kid —When I was 10 I lived in a trailor park and there was a girl, 13 or 14, who bullied all the younger kids. One time I was wearing my little league uniform and she chased me down and took it. She had this girl about 8 put it on just to further embarrass me. I was in my undershirt and briefs, and the girl in my uniform was mocking me and laughing. Half the trailor park saw me. It was humiliating! #4239 — Comments (17) — 11/9/2009 at 7:41 AM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (1)
At least the girl who tormented me was several years older and bigger than me. I'm sure your situation was extremely humiliating.
After she took my baseball uniform, she held me down and called the other girl over to put it on and see me in my underwear. They both made a big commotion to get others looking and then she got me up and shoved me out into the yard. I tried running behind her trailer but her and the other girl blocked the way so that I had to run back by the onlookers.
Not a fun time for me at all.
It was at my mom's cousin's wedding reception at the home of a lady I do not know. I was 8 years old. There were several girls standing by a table getting punch and I crawled under the table and looked up their dresses. The oldest one, maybe 12, caught me and threatened to beat me up. I told them I was sorry and she let me go. Later I saw her standing alone. I sneaked up behind her and lifted the skirt of her dress and tucked it into her sash. She walked by a bunch of people before their laughter gave it away. I was hiding out behind the house when her and three of the other girls confronted me. I tried to deny doing it but they weren't buying it. They grabbed me and she she was saying get his clothes off.
I tried to fight them but there were hands pulling and tugging at me from every direction. I yelled and even screamed but they didn't stop and soon had stripped me of my suit. When I was down to just my shoes, socks, tighty whities and t shirt she said ok and they all backed away. I was so embarrassed and furious. They were all pointing and laughing at me. I tried to run away but only went a few steps when I was stopped by a sudden tug. That's when I realized there was a rope tied around my chest. The girl had slipped it on me during the struggle. It ran up over a tree branch and back down into her hands. As panic set in I frantically reached back trying to get to the knot but she slowly started pulling on the rope. I was dragged back to the spot I'd started from, then up onto my toes and then off the ground. I begged her to let me go but she only laughed as she continued to hoist me up into the air. She tied the rope off and left me hanging there like a pinata. I was probably only about four feet off the ground but I was helpless and completely humiliated. They ran around underneath me taunting me with my clothes, and pointing and laughing at me more for several minutes before leaving me stranded.
Some older lady that I didn't know found me. She asked me where my clothes were and told me that I was in a lot of trouble... and she was right. By the time the whole reception came and saw me, someone finally let me down and I got my clothes back, my mom was almost as humiliated as me... which meant big trouble for me. I was spanked and grounded while the girls got off Scott-free.
The only good thing was that I was never taken to another wedding, reception, party, or shower of any type again.