Neighbor girl bully. 
by The " T.K.O Kidd " desio@adelphia.net
a girl establishes her rule on the block, making me her first example...


This story that you are about to read is a true event that took place in my 
life as a young boy. At the age of eleven yrs old, I had ran into a neighborhood 
bully, and a girl at that. This was my first experience of ever getting beaten up 
by a girl. 



The event went a little something like this. I was just walking home 
from my cousin's house on a summer day, and taking a turn around the 
corner I crossed the street, and began in the direction that would take me 
home. As I walking, I noticed this girl approaching me. 


Just before I get into exactly what happened here. Let me tell you a little 
something about this girl. Her name was Pam, and later on she was soon 
to become my next door neighbor. She was a couple of year's older then me,
and maybe an inch or two shorter. I would like to describe how good this girl 
looked, but heh I was eleven years old, and had gotten my butt kicked by her, 
so this girl wasn't looking too good to me that day at all.


The reason she had beaten me up was, that she wanted to let me know, 
and every other boy in our neighborhood, that she was going to rule our block. 


Now back to where I left off. So as we were crossing each other's paths, 
Pam grabbed me for no reason, and threw me to the ground. I didn't know 
what was going on. I didn't even know this girl at the time, and I was minding my 
own buisness besides.  Being surprised, and a little scared, for the reason I was 
never in a fight or even seen one at eleven, my first reaction was to get up and 
run as fast as I can, and that was exactly what I tried, as I said I tried. Getting up 
wasn't hard making my attempt to escape her was. As I started to take off, she 
grabbed me again this time from behind, and turned me about to face her, only 
this time she didn't throw me to the ground, but punched me sqaure in my face, 
with a solid right fist the blow me to the ground. At this time I was really getting 
scared, and was now in tears. " Why ? why ? Why was she doing this to me ? " 
I thought to myself, I,ve done nothing to this girl, in fact I hadn't even said anything 
to her, and now I was getting my ass kicked by her. 



As I laid there crying, and trembling, to scared to move, she jumped 
ontop of me, and started to punch me hard in the face, and hard might I say. 
Pam's punches were painful with getting to feel the full affect of her drilling me 
with hard lefts then rights. I tried to put my hands over my face for protection, but it 
was useless. Pam would just worked her way past my weak defence, landing her 
fists at will with them finding their intended target being my face. 

 
During all this there was nothing said between us, I was too scared to 
speak, and it seemed she just was going about her buisness of proving 
herself as who was in charge not wanting to say anything, not even a taunt 
or laughter from her. Then she ceased from punishing me with her fists, and 
allowed me to get to my feet. As I got to my feet, Pam grabbed me by the shirt 
collar. I was still crying, and now trying to break free of her grip she had me 
grasping me tightly by the collar holding me a little distance away from her. I guess 
she was tired of just holding me there, when suddenly Pam jerked me towards her 
while delivering sickening blow to my stomach with a solid fist. I just wanted to 
crumple to the ground , but Pam wasn't going to allow it. Pam then straightened 
me up, bringing me fully upright. 


My girl punisher then begin to back me up on the lawn, holding me with her 
left hand while punching me a couple of more times in the face. Then Pam taking 
her right took ahold of my shirt collar once again now having a tight hold about me 
with both hands. Suddenly Pam drove her knee into my groin allowing me this time 
to fall to the ground. I rolled up into a ball clutching the area where she had kneed 
me sobbing like an infant. This girl had no mercy, as she kicked me several times, 
and then straddled me again to punish me more with punches to my face. 



Pam then took herself from being untop of me ceasing my misery. 
It was finally over as she just walked away without saying a word, with me lying 
there crying, and to scared to move I waited until she turned the corner, and was 
out of sight, and was still a bit hesitant before I got up and started home. 


I sobbed in tears while making my way home, holding my stomach, and walking 
very slowly not knowing what I did to deserve this. 


Later I had found out after Pam became our next door neighbor , the
beating I recieved from her was her way of establishing her rule in our 
neighborhood. The odd part of getting introduced to her in such a rough way,
is that we became the best of friends afterwards. The way I figured it, if Pam 
preferred it that way, and if that's what she wanted, who was I to argue with her ? 
Believe me it was better to be on Pam's good side, because you definately didn't 
want to be on the recieving end of a butt kicking from her.


The End 


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