I was bullied from the 4th grade till 10th grade. My parents were divorced and for some reason kids thought this was something to make fun of. Also a few teachers joined in. I was only bullied verbally until tenth grade. I was raised not to fight unless the other person throws a punch first. During the summer going into 10th grade I hit a horrible growth spurt. I grew from 5ft to 5 ft 10. I put on about 40lbs of muscle working bailing hay as well. Well the year started, my bullies started at it again. Then one day, one of them pulls a knife out on me in the hall. I am like well ok, this is going to be a great day. I tell him if he is going to pull a knife on me he better know how to use it. His friends start laughing. I warn him if he doesn't put it away I will for him. I had, had enough of them at this point. He lunges at me, holding the knife like a moron. I side step swing my bag around his wrist, jerk down, drive my knee into his face. he drops the knife to hold his nose crying like a baby. I then run at his closest friend. I just start throwing wild punches, I am in a rage at this point. I start kick the second friend that i just punched, he is crying. Meanwhile the other two friends are standing there like duh hell do we do. So I turn to face them and say " you mother -blam!-ers wanna die today because I promise if either of you jumps in, someone is going to die" I walk over to there little gang leader and proceed to kick him in the ribs for good measure. A teacher comes down the hall, I tell her what happened. I am sent to the office, the other two go to the hospital. I am threatened with expulsion for fighting and assault. My family gets involved, we threaten a law suit. The school pulls camera footage to see what happened. They see the kid did have a knife, he gets expelled and his 3 goons are kicked out for 3 weeks. Moral; never back down, stand up for yourself when you have had enough, don't let others walk over you.