moral of the story...to stop someone bullying you, you need to give them a taste of their own medicine and stand up for yourself...but does this consitute you turning into a bully?
Well I think no, but teachrs don't exactly see it like that do they??
In primary school I was not bullied, but at secondary school, well, thats another story entirely!
When I first went in year 7, I got teased for having a lisp, but I wasn't bothered, it wasnt anything I hadn't heard before. But in about year 8 it got nasty, I can remember being at the side of the sports hall after our netball match finished being kicked. Hard. Eventually, the bullying got so bad as well as a lisp I started stammering when I spoke...! It stopped at around the end of year 8 when the ringleader of this gang moved away. Then in year 9 someone just started on me for no reason! I was rather quiet and bookish, (literally at this point, I was reading Harry Potter 4), she came and threw it across the field and tipped my bag upside down. That wasnt scary, just pathetic. And I told her so. Eventually she also moved away to her grandparents house when her mother died.
Then in year 11, a girl in my business studies class (even though I had been in the same class as her for the entire of year 10) started bullying me really badly, with death threats and all. She lived down the road from my best friend, and I didnt go round to her house unless someone dropped me off right outside the door! My friend also didnt leave her house alone either, she was bullied a lot by her). At first it was just little insults like "boffin" *how pathetic! I wasn't bothered. But then it got nasty, and sometimes my busoness studies teacher didnt even notice! He was also an ex-colleague of my mums, so at the end of a lesson when I just lost it, he was like "what was all that about"? I couldnt believe he hadn't noticed! Then, her friends started (who were in my science class) and I just lost it (again) and burst into tears, according to my biology teacher, I was in the wrong. Then I went down to music, I walked into the room and my teacher was like can you get the folders please." then she looked up and sawmy face, and she was like "whats wrong??" So I tried to walk out to get the folders but she wouldn't let me go anywhere until I had told her, by which time she marched me down to my head of years office!! She was the nicest teacher ever...