#ConfessionFriday
One time, I got into a physical fight with a female. Im ashamed that I put my hands on her, and probably more ashamed that I won the fight. Here's the story...
Ok... sooo... 4th grade. 9 years old. I was a small boy. This girl in my class was bigger than me, stronger than me, and she was mean, and hung around the "bad crew". However, some of the ppl in the "bad crew" even teased her. So one day in class... while the teacher stepped out... I thought it would be fun to tease her also by making fun of her head and hair (same things the others teased her about). She didnt like it (rightfully so) and started yelling at me and threatening to whip my butt.
Me... not being scared of a fight... I jumped up and walked over to her... screaming back at her asking why she was so mad at me for sayin those things when the other ppl talk trash and she never said anything to them. She got up from her desk and stood right in front me, looking down at me, still shouting that she will mess me up.
I really didnt wanna fight her, so when she got that close in my face and spoke to me, I covered my mouth and nose and said out loud "Eww your breath stink!"... and I turned around to walk away. Everyone in the class busted out laughin.
So she grabbed my arm, spun me back around to face her, and then she took a swing. At that point, I think it was purely reflex that I dodged her jab and then punched her one time in the face. BUT, I cant explain why I punched her two more times after that.
As she stumbled backward, I backed up maybe 10 steps cuz I didnt wanna fight anymore. She picked up a chair, and raised it above her head. I mean.. two arms straight up with the chair over her head. It was one of those metal chairs, not the plastic ones. This was gonna sting! I thought she was gonna charge at me with the chair and it was gonna be over for me. Lo and behold... she threw it! Im guessing with all her anger and emotion, it threw off her aim and the chair flew wide left. I was temporarily relieved.
But... it wasnt over for this 9-year-old super girl. She then picked up a whole desk over her head. Again, Im talkin her two arms were straight up with a whole daggone desk over her head. Also again, not one of those skimpy desks with the flat top that u lay books on. I mean one of those thick solid wooden desks with the open front. As she was picking up the desk, like a million books fell out... dictionaries, encyclopedias, an earth science book.... SHE WAS STRONG! At that point, I was petrified. I started apologizing and beggin her not to hit me with that desk. Because I knew that she learned her lesson from missing with the chair... that she wasnt gonna throw it this time and instead she was gonna walk over and slam it on me. However, I guess she remained confident in her aim, cuz she also threw the desk. Luckily, I was able to duck it, but I was equally as amazed as I was terrified that she could launch that heavy desk way over to where I was.
Before anything else could happen, the teacher had walked while she was in the act of throwing the desk and the teacher grabbed her and walked her out of class.
After writing out this whole story, which forced me to relive that moment... Idk that I actually won that fight. I mean, I did hit her a few times and she didnt strike me once. But when I saw her power and strength, I was scared out of my mind and pleading with her not to hurt me. All the students saw my fear, so they probably gave her the W just for her fearlessness and my scaredness. And plus, any man/boy putting his hands on a woman/girl automatically loses (esp if he started it). So... I guess I got a double L.
*Me and the girl later made up and we got along okay for the rest of our days*