Being my size I didnt ever have to really deal with Bullies. But all through elementary school, Groups of kids randomly would jump me because i was bigger then them, just randomly. And I would always win

. I guess my freshman year while i was still in chicago schools, I didnt exactly make many people's lives that easy.
I bullied my English teacher. She was my mom's old english teacher, to give you an idea of how old she was. And stories went around school that she got hit by a bus. Twice. And a clock in the classroom fell on her head. And someone ran by the class one day and hit her in the head with a sandwich. Funny stories for sure

. So as a class we would not be very nice. It was usually this guy named Cal and I who would plan out the ways to annoy her. We got the class to all drop their heavy ass english books at a certain time, which sounded like a bomb went off with those floors we had. We would throw paper balls at her in class, to the point where she would use her clipboard to deflect them. We would buy bouncy balls and bounce them around during class. We would shoot rubberbands at her, or paper off the rubberband. I was thrown out a lot. But it was fun. I found out after moving out here that after my freshman year she quit and finally retired. Sucess!
Oh and then my senior year this little junior, literally half my size, Works out and thinks he is really tough. Most annoying kid in the world. One time we were all at lunch and he went to the wash room, so my friend tossed his bag on the vending machine. He came back in and the whole group is just sitting there, and my friend that threw it up is laughing his ass off. So this little idiot decides for whatever reason to figure I did it, even though im just sitting there and he smacks me in the back of the head and literally runs out of the lunchroom. I was pissed to say the least. So after a minute of cooling down, because i cant fight there or i get a fine and 2 day suspension, i went and tried to find him. He was waiting in the hall to pass when the period ended, and went to the washroom. So i grabbed his bookbag, threw it in a garbage can and waited for him to come out. Then i pushed him against the lockers and immediately he started begging to let go, really almost cried. And said just to tell him where his bag was, so i did. And as he got off the locker and had his back to me, i pulled on his shoulder so he spun toward me, and smacked him right across the face. A real good one too. A punch would have been prefered, but eh i can get away with a smack, and it was a good bitch smack too. He got scared and ran off swearing. Yeah I guess i picked on a few people.