Enemies
 

Who are the indivduals who have menaced you in the past? In the physical realm, not the internet.

I don't really have any enemies, per se....but I got picked on alot as a middle school kid...boys faking that they wanted to date me and then humiliating me..you know...the usual tweenage BS.


And I've had more than a couple adversarial relationships with bosses from my past....but that just made me want to prove myself to them.

I hate conflict.

Enemies...enemies...hmm...

First of all was in grade two...I thought a girl was a friend until she kept on saying "we're not friends anymore" until the next day when she acted like nothing happened. Then there was grade six when it turned out all of the people who I thought were my friends were actually hanging around me to be friends with another friend of mine...oh! I almost forgot in grades four and five, when some kid and his friends would laugh at my hair cut (you can't blame them for that though. It was f***in' horrible). But still, I was pretty hurt when they pointed at me, laughed, and said "Get a load of this! *insert cruel laugh track here* What a loooooser!".

Then grade seven, my darkest year, when I lost all of my friends and became friends with a goth/emo kid who worshiped horror movies and Satan. No joke. Because of that, all of the b*tchy girls in my class would mock me. They blamed me for things that I didn't do. They hated me for being...well, me.

Then there was high school. Grade eight there were girls who pretended were my friends just so then they could stamp all over me and use me as a "butler" of some sorts. Eg - "Ra! Get us some soda and chips! NOW!". Then in grade nine some girl was giving me all kinds of problems and took all of my friends away. I spent an entire term by myself; sitting alone, not talking to anyone. Going emo on myself at some points. Last year was much much MUCH better. My social circle practically exploded with all of the friends I had made :lol:

So, in the end...

RA'S KILLING LIST
- Sarah
- Jack
- Tom
- Alex
- Mattie
- Zack
- Bree
- Simon
- Jessie
- Catlin
- Ember
- Kat
- Belinda
- Laura
- Chloie
- Maddie
- Sam
- Hannah
- Larrie
- Louise

So yeah...I regard those 20 kids as the kids who ruined my good nature. I'm still kind to everyone and that, but it takes a bit more than a simple "Hi" to get me to open up and be offical friends with anyone today

Lets see...in the first grade, every male in the 1st grade attacked and beat the crap out of me with rocks and sticks, rendering my left eye blind for life...yet I don't have the names of any of those damn kids. All of it happened because I was wearing glasses to school. Since that day, I been wearing contact lens instead.

1st, and 2nd grade, my nemisis is this damn psyco kid named Donald (see the thread about cooking puppies? Thats the kind of thing he'd do.). He's the one who aranged to have me beaten by every male in 1st grade one day. Last I heard of him a few years ago, he got shot dead robbing a gas station. I knew it would happen one day, and frankly and honestly, I'm happy to hear it. Yes I have issues for someone who made me blind in my left eye for life, AND scared me for life from a beating.

3rd grade, there was this 4th grader girl who used to beat the hell out of me. And me, a gentelman would never hit a girl. Over the years, I've seen her plenty of times and she was being friendly. I think she just had a crush on me, and showed me by beating me sensless O.o

5th grade, was this...overweight kid, who beat the hell out of me (mainly attacking me from behind so I couldn't run). He attacked me every day at school. On one of the last days of school, I insulted him, fat jokes and all, and ran. I didn't mean any of them, but hey, he was a bully, so yeah O.o Few minutes later, I noticed he was in the same spot I left him, looking sad. So I walked up, apologized, and we became friends (even though I never heard an apologee from him, I figured who cares, as long as I wasn't getting beat up anymore).

6th grade, was more of a rival. One that I actually enjoyed street fighting with. He never cheaply attacked me, and wouldn't fight me if I didn't feel like it. That big kid from 5th grade usually tried to protect me, but he learned that I liked fighting this rival of mine, so he usually just watched.

Outside of school, I had one enemy, a real sicko. Made my first grade enemy a saint. This teen made me afraid to leave my house, or he'd run me over with his bike. When I was 10, he grabbed me once, and threw me off the second story balcony of an apartment complex. He even made me watch him beat a cat to death with a baseball bat. He tried to drown me in the apartment swimming pool. He loved busying me out into traffic. A car did hit me once, just as he hit the breaks, and I was flung into the hood, but all it did was bruise my leg. He even got a few friends and took me to the train tracks and got my foot stuck in the tracks when a train was coming. They ran. Some guy who lived nearby and saw that helped me get out before the train arrived. It wasn't too far away, but it wasn't close enough to be dramitic.

Last I heard of him, he got himself into trouble with some guys, who broke his legs, and he's been confined to a wheel chair. He moved to California after that. When he came back, I heared he became a Christian, and a total saint. But I think it's an act -.- Once a murderous psycho, always a murderous psycho the way I see it -.-

Well, when you're a girl...sometimes you don't know who your enemies are. Like when I was in 2nd grade. I was supposedly 'friends' with this one girl named Wendy. Now I had thought we were good friends...until I found out that she was actually asking boys in my class to beat me up, pull my hair, and frighten me with bugs during recess and lunch. I was so mad at her that I basically punched her lights out...and then got suspended from school for three days. I might have enemies now, talking about me behind my back...I don't know them but I know they're there, just waiting for the chance to ruin my life...sometimes I really DESPISE other females.

I'm the same way about males. After what happened to me in 1st grade (my above post), I was terrified of other males for months. It scared me for life. For the next few years, I was a total jerk to all males because of those 60 or so that attacked me. These days I'm only a jerk to ones that are a jerk to me first. And btw, those 'enemies' of mine, I didn't start it, they did. I wasn't a jerk to them until after they started crap.

Yeah, it's always like that. Often times if I tried reacting violently, I'd be the one getting in trouble not the ones who started the crap. So, I've just tried my best to become nonviolent and handle my problems with words instead of my fists...though sometimes I'd just LOVE to use my fists.

I always got in trouble for every fight. That day I mentioned I was beaten with rocks and sticks, and lost sight in my left eye permenetly, I was taken to the pricipals office, paddled, taken home, spanked by my mother, and grounded for 2 months. Those 60 kids that beat me, nothing. Got away scott free, which is why I was glad to hear that the one who organized it was shot dead last year. I was so happy to hear that, I scared myself.

I'm like you Ra. That stuff that happened with the guys pretending they were interested in dating me made me wary of anyone who seems the least bit interested in dating me.

I remember very clearly this one boy named Josh Pepe.....oh I thought he was sooooooooo cute. I was 11 and I was pretty outgoing at that point but you know how your tongue gets all tied in knots and you do stupid stuff around someone you really like...anyway, he and his friend found out I liked him and he came up to me after class one afternoon and told me he wanted to kiss me. OMG I couldn't even contain myself!!! Josh actually liked me back!!!

All day long diferent people had been telling me he liked me...and he was giving me sweet looks all day....I thought my dream was coming true...but it turned out to be a nightmare when he a d half the sixth grade met me as I turned a corner and started chanting about how ugly I was and stuff along those lines. After that I was pretty much a loner....even the "not so cool" kids wouldn't hang out with me.

I ran away in tears and NEVER dated the rest of my time in school. every time a boy would approach me, I would think about that and try to get away as fast as I could. I'm not ugly or anything...but I always feel a little self conscious about myself even to this day. Even now I think someone is up to something or trying to hurt me if they say that they like me or have a crush on me or something. I always try and sabbotage things or try and beat the guy to the break up by making up things in my head from innocent remarks or signs.

I've had two decent boyfriends that stuck with me through my dating phobias and antics. One's dead now and one is my current. He's truly an amazing person. :D

Jesus... you surely took your time to underline all of them.

But no sweat - vent it out, vent it all out!

Anyone I went to school with from Kindergarten to Graduation. School was Hell. I won't go on any more about that. But it's... bad. I blame those years for how I am now. And they should be ashamed.

As for girls... No offense to anyone HERE (and if there should be, I'm not saying! :P ) but I really... dislike girls. I dont understand them in the least. I dont get along with them. I don't trust them. I've only had one lasting friend who's a girl EVER. The rest were all guys. Girls are the meanest people ever. Truly, they are the cruelest anyone can get. They know just how to hurt you.

I was usually the enemy.

Really, I can't think of one person from my school days that I thought of as an "enemy". There was this one kid, but he's dead now. Satan took care of that problem for me.

Ugh, a similar-yet-not-so-similar thing happened to me in grade 6/7.

These so called "friends" of mine found out I liked this guy. Very cool, loved sport...I just wanted to get to know him better, slowly developing into a minor crush. These "friends" then went up to him nearly every day, asking him if he liked me. What's more, they did that AFTER I told them not to tell a soul. And you know what they said? "We never told anyone. We just asked him if he liked you or not." They kept it up until graduation. I still liked the guy, since he was cool just putting up with all of the crap those girls threw at him. He just took it, and at graduation I tried to thank him for it, but I paniced at the last second and just asked him to sign my shirt :P

Copy and paste, Bull. Copy and Paste ;) I had more, but I decided to keep it at 20 :lol:

Enemies....hmmm

I was picked on just about everyday from 5th grade through 12th grade. I was a geek/science nerd, had glasses and braces, a quiet person and being in the school band. However, the people that did pick on me did not get far in life in terms of location and employment. Some of them learned about being wary of the quiet ones.

Last November, a neighbor's girlfriend parked in my parking spot. At my apartment complex, everyone has a assigned parking spot because there is only one parking spot per apartment. Anyways, I park in one of my friends' parking spot while I figured out whose car it was. I knocked my horn 4x to see if anyone would come out of hiding. No one did come out so I called for a tow truck. Once someone found out, they yelled at me. "That is my girlfriend's car". I told him, "That is my parking spot. Tell her to remove her vehicle or it will be towed". He got really tough with the tow truck driver and me. Eventually, the argument got to the point that we needed 3 police cars and the apartment complex's owner. The guy saw that I parked in someone else's spot and said, "Maybe we need to tow your car too." I stood my ground and won. But for the next several days, I was worried about my vehicle.

I didn't get picked on much in school. I actually had a good amount of friends and things weren't too bad...I guess being on the football team helped.

However there was this one guy who I totally despised. He had the hots for my girl in 12th grade and instead of being nice about it he would try to hit on her and touch her. The three of us had a history class together that year and he would eye her all the time then look at me and smile..things like that would get under my skin so bad. I knew if I fought him or anything I would get disciplined by the football coach so I had to control it.
One time he went too far and touched her thigh so I socked him in the face. Next thing I know we are goin at it in the class. Total brawl in there..
Anyway that girl and I split up once I went to college so it didn't really matter then. I just think back to how he acted and disrespected her and that makes me hate him to this day.

I, uhh...Usually did the picking.

*ahem*

Judgeing from your Guile look, I wouldn't doubt it >.> I always thought Guile was nothing but a big bully >.>

In elementary school I had a kid who used to pick on me, or try to. We'd get into fights and I'd always beat the crap out him and get in trouble. But I always got out of it because I was just defending myself. He got a gang of kids to follow him around because of me. One time I actually got in a fight with all 3 of them. One of my friends ended up helping me. I broke his nose once because he threw dirt all over my favorite T-shirt.

I switched schools around 2nd grade so the rest of elementary I was in a different city. And I went to middle school with the same people. I had no problems until I got a girlfriend. This guy used to pick on her alot and I'd get in fights with him over it. And by pick I mean, hit her with books, slam her into lockers, and push her around. No idea why he was like that but I put him in his place more then once.

I moved in with my Mom after Middle school and did high school in a new city. No one messed with me or picked on me. Freshmen year I was a fat geeky kid who liked and displayed my like of Dragon Ball Z all the time. By Sophomore year I had found myself and started dressing in a manner that more matched my personality. A lot of people actually liked me more for it and I felt more centered. I stayed like that all through high school. No one talked crap about me that I know of and I often times got praise from people who were in a social group that normally picks on someone like me. I had many friends to, and friends thats I never thought I would have. I'm still myself today and I never have trouble. I'm just friendly to people and people are friendly to me. I'm sure someone out there doesn't like me but I don't know about it and they never brought it up in an argument or decided to get psychical about it.

I used to be really violent but I calmed myself down a lot and now I'm pretty happy with my docile little self. People tell me they couldn't see me harming a fly. I dread the day I do get into a fight again. I don't know if I'll go nuts or if I'll just get the crap kicked out of me.

:lol: Same here. As if any of you probably couldn't tell anyways? I never got picked on, except by one kid who was a year older than me in grade 5. New school, I didn't know anyone and I had yet to have a growth spurt. I taught that idiot a thing or two a year later. Piece of sh*t.

I wonder if the people that did the picking know exactly how much damage they really do to people.

Most people who do picking are either tortured themselves or think their better then someone else because of their social status.

Either way if you learn not to take crap from anyone it isn't a problem. If your afraid their going to hurt then go to the police with it, or hurt them back.

Honestly you can win a fight against anyone. The fight might not be fair in the end but you can still win. Someone's bigger then you and can toss you around like a rag doll hit them in the family jewels or better yet hit them with a blunt object. I also learned a cool move, kick someone in the side of their knee as hard as you can, for the most part it will bring the average person down, even big people. Once their on the ground you can either kick the crap out of them or let them re-think about messing with you.

It's all about sending the message. If people see you and they say "Oh look easy prey" you got some work to do. You kick the crap out of one of those kids or their leader better yet they start saying "Don't screw with that guy"

Also helps to dress in a manner that scares people. I don't know why but the average person seems scared of my presence. I've had people get up from where their sitting and move because I say near them. Been on full buses, theaters, and light rails and have people still find another place to sit other then next to me. I look threatening even though I' really just dressing how I normally do. I assume that's what happened in high school to. "Don't mess with him he wears all black and listens to that "Devil" music"

Don't let bullies mess with you, their scum and scum can be cleaned up in many ways. Either you do it yourself or you get someone else to do it. Either way do it fast so they leave you alone.

I should probably clarify that I never picked on those poor little kids, or the nerds. No no. I picked on the big dumb idiots who would give them a hard time. I was actually best friends with all of those outcasts.

See that's the kind of bullying I condone. That's justice more then anything. Sometimes kids need someone to stand up for them.

Sure had some. See my sig ? Well that was pretty much me back in high school, minus the green skin, the wakis and well you get the picture... I wasn't part of a gang, but more of a pack. Bullies, who were still good guys, but could get pissed quite easily. I don't remember exactly how many times I got involved in fights. We were all there for each other, so if one of us had a problem with someone we were all getting in, no questions asked. Now that got me in alot of fights.

It was really that ''mess with one, mess with all'' thing. We were not the only pack in the school of course. 2 other packs were in there. We were, most of the time, friendly with each other. Nothing you could call friendship, but more mutual respect. We rarely got into fights, and the main reason of those fights ? Girls. Even if I wasn't involved with any of those girls, ''mess with one, mess with all''... So yeah, never really fought for myself.

But we did pick on some dudes for no reason. Wasn't really something I liked to do so most of the time, I tried not to get involved. I was backing up my friends just in case, but rarely got aggressive for no reasons.

Man, 3 years have past since my last fight. I'm an all new person now, a real little computer geek. I'm almost a nerd for christ sake. I'm not too sure if I like the new me, but my girlfriend and new friends sure do. I'm still a good fighter though, well in video games...

There you go. Hanging out with the popular crowd is way overrated.


Perhaps you just smell bad.

Well, granted, my comment wasn't meant for anyone in particular... I was just voicing a general thought. I really don't think they do know.

Maybe I do, though I have had a few compliments on my scent haha

Awesome. What's your secret? :lol:

I hate Barkworm. Why? Only because he's from Germany - and every single German is my mortal enemy. I write numerous PMs to him everyday to inform him how I despise him and his country.

More seriously, I don't have anyone to hate with passion and wish him/her slow and painful death. And I reckon that there is no one wishing the same thing to me.

I have rivals, not the enemies.

yeah...I don't hate anyone enough to wish them a slow painful death. I've had a few people do some really awful things to me, but after the initial trauma and some time to work on letting it go, I moved on....and felt sorry that they needed to do such awful things to amuse themselves or feel better about themselves :ohwell:

The very very worst thing that any person ever did to me (and which will have to remain a mystery to you all ;) ) was a prolonged torturous experience over 2 years.....and it took me about 4 years to recover from it. But even to those people I do not wish any harm. I figure what they ended up with after that torture is punishment enough. :D

Lots of Speed Stick deodoran haha

Well now you've got me intrigued.

I have alot of rivals, people that I compete against just for the fun of it but the only enemy I have truly ever had was me.

What the hell? I hope you smashed his f***ing face in for that.

I express sympathies to the people who have been victims of slime. And I respect those who defended themselves for righteous causes. Hell, those who took it to the slime I would still consider just, even though two wrongs might not make a right. Whatever.

Hmmm...
 

I did more then once. I decked the principle once too for trying to stop me from pounding his head in, I honestly thought it was one of his friends trying to stop me.