I was bullied at school and nobody did anything about it. In fact, some of the teachers as well as the Principal were OK with it. I'm talking about being threatened with pocket knives. Every boy carried one back then. I never said anything about it at home because my mother was one of the biggest bullies of all and I knew my dad wouldn't care. I decided to take a revolver to school one day but, thankfully, no one threatened me that day. Finally, one day I had enough and beat the shit out of one of the bullies. Of course, I'm the one who got expelled for a few days, but nobody fucked with me after that. Thankfully, I was able to transfer to another school soon after. The atmosphere and culture at the new school was so different. I made more friends in a few weeks at the new school than I did in nine years at the old one. The whole culture of the old school and the small town in general where it was was not friendly to outsiders. I was not born there, so I would always be an outsider...