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>be me
>rural country side in NZ
>first day of school
>fives years old
>Standing in the main school court
>immediately confronted by about twenty maori niggers of different ages
>something instinctual registered hostile intent
>flee
>No idea where im going
>run past all the class rooms into a wooded area behind them
>pick up a good sized branch from the ground
>Turn to face the mob chasing me
>They don't approach im holding the branch like a bat.
>They start throwing sticks
>I'm deflecting them with the branch im holding
>All but one
>I see the stick coming for my head.
>I swing
>I hear the clonk as my branch connects with it
>Totally fucked it by not changing its trajectory in the slightest instead hitting it in such a way it only spun faster
>nose is broken
>Bell rings children leave
>I stop in a toilet block to shove some rolled up toilet paper into my nose
>Teacher doesn't even seem to notice when i come into class with an obviously fucked nose.
>I'm five and had no way of truly understanding the situation I was in
>white minority
>parents advice me to ignore bullies
>they only want to get a reaction
>maori niggers don't attack me
>they name call instead
>six years old asking my dad what gay means
>parents get more involved
>I don't think its helping but I'm going along.
>Eventually they decide to send me to a different school
>More diverse, more white students
>different experience
>Only one kid tried to give me trouble
>He was a stand over you and demand something from you type
>I ran from him
>he never got a thing from me
>running to the library sorted him, as he couldn't cause trouble the Librian would throw him out
>Get sick of having to run to the library just because this guy saw me as a target
>Decide i'll follow him around
>eight years old
>I've been tailing Allan for a while unseen.
>I learned who his other victims were
>I learned where in school hes most likely to be found
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