Reminisce - Verb - To recall the past. To reminisce is human, we all do it, and as time goes on it becomes a bigger part of our lives. I often do it over the the first 2 of those hectic 4 years. You see when I say we settled down in Wales we did, we moved into a huge house with a big garden in the middle of the Welsh countryside. I spent hours and hours out over the fields and out on my bike with the other kids in the village, it was an amazing time. Mum didn't need to work so we saw plenty of her and dad was in a well paid job he loved, selling furniture of all things. And I found myself, or so I thought.
My new found size and strength had not really sunk in yet, in my mind I was still a small frail little thing that was always going to be the runt of bullying. Then one day that all changed. I had been at my new school for about 6 months and during that time I had been bullied on a daily basis, name calling and physical abuse had become a part of the normal routine of school. Until something clicked inside me, now this switch had been turned on before, I remember at junior school turning on a bully, but he just held me at arms length laughing as my arms and little fists flayed around like a demented windmill. This day was different, I had been in school no more than 5 minutes when my bully walked up behind me and punched me in the back of the head, I lurched forward and spun round to meet him face on, it was then the penny dropped, I was at least 8 inches taller than this idiot and he wasn't strong or muscular, he was fat. I tightened my fist took a step back and threw a punch, square in the face and as hard as I could muster, as I did I closed my eyes, why I did that I still don't know to this day.
I stood there with my eyes closed for what seemed like forever, then the silence hit me, I opened my eyes, he had gone, had I missed? Had I just punched the air and made a complete fool of myself? My classmates were stood around in silence all staring at the floor, I looked down to see my bully, the boy that had terrified me for months, lying flat on his back with blood running down his face. He looked at me with fear in his eyes, and I fed on it, the fear and shaking in me stopped, suddenly I was in charge, I was in control. I lent forward and grabbed him by the throat, kneeling down beside him a stared deep into his eyes. "Come near me again" I said in a low, quite controlled tone, "And I will kill you." Too much? Maybe, but at the time it was all that came to mind. I stood up and threw him to the floor, as I turned I straightened my tie and walked off without a word more, from that moment on my world had changed.
Without realizing it I had changed the path of my life, nothing would be the same again....
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