Okay,well this has to deal with my past, which I dont really talk about often, but here we go:
When I was 4 I moved in with my step-dad and had to transfer schools.Where I live its more hispanic/dark skinned people rather than the usual more white ratio most places have.(Im hispanic too,I just got unlucky with the gene lottery and I look like a gringa)anyways there was this kid who I got bullied to the extremes with,(I cant remember everything, but I think it was a teenager.)he'd slam me into the wall and hit me, and sexually abuse me.I was too scared to tell my parents because he threatened me multiple times, so it became our 'routine' for about 3 years.When he did the latter part of what I mentioned,hed grab me by the arm,pretend I was his sister, and drag me to a dark/unnocuppied room.Over the years I stopped fighting him on it, but one day (I think it was a 5th grade girl who would go to the same daycare as me) shoved he away from me as he was starting to grab my hand.She looked him dead in the eye, and asked where he was taking me.He fumbled for words and told her he was my older brother when she said,'You're lying, she said she's an only child.'I vaguely remembered saying that when we were talking about our families the day before,and for some reason he kinda backed away from me just from hearing that.He dropped my hand and walked away,probably thinking if he walked away, it would work out.I dont know why she did it, but she did, and I cant say how happy that made me.I didnt tell her anything,I actually told her to mind her own business I think, because I didnt want her to become a victim or anything.But I think she did still keep an eye on me, though.