The Bully Who Found God
Everyone remembers a couple bullies from their school years. But there's usually one in particular that always stands out. He was the meanest, snottiest excuse for a human being on the face of the earth. He never had mercy and he never cared for anyone but himself.
There was one I specifically remember. Let's call him Danny Parsons. He was a little red-headed asswipe who used to pick on people he knew would never fight back. He was undersized but aggressive and preyed on people's weaknesses. He was a typical bully.
Danny did just well enough in school to keep his parents off his back and in his corner whenever he got in the smallest amount of trouble. He never did anything too big because he was too much of a wus to fear any true retribution. He was a class clown who made people laugh by putting others down, calling them stupid or ugly or fat. Danny was scum.
I'm sure you can figure out by now that I was one of his unfortunate victims. It was twenty years ago but I still remember it as vivid as last week. While Danny was usually in all the "general" classes and I was in the "smart" classes, there were still a few that overlapped.
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