The Struggle

The school I went to as a kid was decent, but as I grew up more, I caught a group of boys attention without knowing I did, and as time went by they would slowly tease me, but the more they did it, the farther they went. It increased from they just saying things to me, to one of them chasing me down, tackling me to the floor, and touching me in ways that I shouldn’t have been touched.
One thing I won’t forget is the day, that it went too far. I was walking to the school bus, and one of the boys saw me but I didn’t see him, and when I turned the corner, he grabbed me, put me against the wall, and started to choke me, and he didn’t let go, and as I was slowly letting go, he heard some people coming, and left. I never told anyone because I was afraid that he would want to come back and finish the job. 
I moved schools, but even like that I was still bullied.