Both sides

I was bullied during most of my childhood because I was bisexual, making 2nd and 6th grade my worst years. I still think about it to this day, I even wanted to kill the kid who did it all. When I started Jr. High, I moved to a town south of where i used to live. My parents thought I would be away from the bullying to start a new life, unfortunately, it didn’t work. I felt everything boiling inside me but on the outside, i was almost emotionless. I got into many fights at my new school while trying not to turn into the bully that made me this way. I tried to stop it as best I could but I failed myself miserably, because by the 2nd semester in 7th grade, I turned into the bully and during that time, I befriended a quiet kid whom I later got into bullying other kids (big mistake). When our 8th grade year started, we were full on at our “activities” such as bullying, vandalizing, etc. At some point during that year he said his parents thought I was a bad influence on him. I’m not gonna lie that really, really hurts, even to this day because they took him out of that school because of me. I was feeling super depressed and guilty and I was shunned by almost everybody in that school. It was at that point I stopped bullying kids because I realized what our actions were doing and by the same token, I hope my old bully opened his eyes and suffered the same thing as me. From then on until today, (sophomore year, age 16) I kept trying to get in touch with my friend, which always turned out to be a bust. I just want him to end his life of bullying and I got a feeling that if i don’t, who knows what will happen. I hope he reads and recognizes me and this story and hopefully, opens his eyes too.