Describe physical fights you got into!

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I said I would post about the other one that I accidentally edited out. I have some time right now so here it goes.

For 5th and 6th grade I went to a horrible special ed school. There was a group of 3 kids in particular who loved to pick on me. Fights were very common at this school, the teachers didn't care, and they hated me in partcular. I had been in several fights in the boys bathroom where kids much bigger than me at the time beat me up. One of the three kids who always picked on me challenged me to a fight, or maybe I challenged him, I don't really remember what it was about but it was preplanned that we would have our fight during recess. About 30 students formed a circle around us to watch the fight. The fight started. This was the first fight I had at this school with a student who wasn't that much bigger than me. I didn't start the fight off very well though. My punches kept missing and his kept hitting. I might have had a confidence problem before but as he hit me I realized that he wasn't exactly a hard hitter. I finally landed a few punches on him and one of them knocked him down. As he tried to get up I kicked him in the face to knock him back down. He tried to get up again and another kick in the face knocked him down again. I was feeling pretty good, having the advantage for once in a fight was a nice feeling. I had a chance to really beat the crap out of him, or so I thought. I was aiming to kick him while he was down so that he would be in a lot of pain, as I prepared to kcik him again all of a sudden I was taken out from behind, the circle of people around me all ran and attacked me because they didn't want me to win because they didn't like me. I took a real beating. I was pissed! I think that's why I remember it so well. That probably contributed to my current hatred of humanity. Although I was pleased to see that the other guys face was still all cut up and bruised the next day.

Most of the 'fights' I have been in. It was usually me against more than a few. (with me losing of course) I did have a one on one with someone when I was about 17. He was accusing me of stealing his mountain bike ... though it turns out my little brother stole it, go figure. He sucker punched me right in the nose, and I landed one back, we rustled and threw some more punches, until his cousins showed up. The fight ended there, we came out of it with bloody noses. I seen him a few times since then, he always puckered up his nose at me. I guess it is some sort of attempt of intimidation or something.

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Got in a lot of fights in first grade. Learned that the fastest way to finish was go for the headbutt, since my arms were too uncoordinated. No one saw it coming, and it resulted in an immediate draw. It was my signature, and I was proud.

I was usually too big to be bullied by individuals, but something about me has always triggered some mob mentality impulse that can cause even unconnected people to attack me en masse. Smaller kids my same age knew I couldn't run fast, so they'd gang up and shove me from all directions. In fifth grade, I just barely managed to catch one of them, resulting in my only suspension. Probably for the best. By that time I was already so sick of human nature that I didn't value human life unconditionally, so if I had ever knocked one of my assailants down, I probably would have just kept stomping on them and beating them with whatever was at hand until either someone stopped me or I got tired. Nothing I said to people ever hurt them even the tiniest fraction as badly as what they said hurt me, so I reasoned that I was entitled to hurt them physically.

I never intentionally picked on anyone else, just became a rageaholic whenever I was victimized.

I did sometimes make jokes that others took the wrong way because I couldn't always tell what was insulting vs. funny.

There's a girl at school who constantly antagonizes me but I can't get her back because of the fact that she's black and can report my fighting back as a hate crime.

So once, I told her to wait a second while I sharpened my pencil, and called me a f*****g racist ebfore trying to hit me with a textbook but missing.

This was the same girl who once closed a locker on my head because I brushed up against hers which was next to me.

Today she got in a fight with someone over one of them bumping into the other.

I vaguely remember getting into a small scuffle at my special ed preschool. It ended with the kid biting me. He got in trouble and I didn't.

I've had a few fights, some were work-related (when I did security work) and some were not. I was never the instigator. I'd rather not post details right now, but I'll say the worst involved multiple attackers and a chain (not work-related).

Fights is a verb I clearly understand and recognize. Problems are always erupting towards me and an another individual. Some of these fights are verbal or physical; luckly, most of these confrontations are verbal. There have been instances where I had to physical attack someone but, those reasons are sound. Being the fact, I was acting in self-defence.

When trouble ensues, usually I try to dodge the evitable for practical causes. I try to avoid these cases primarily due to the coined phrase I disdain to call, the number-games. When a feud arises, I'm not fighting with one person but, with an entire group of his friends. Unfortunately there is no support on my side due to the fact I had no friends.

The only way I was going to win these battles were in two ways: one, I had to myself rely on two, time was on my side. I will just explain reason two simply because I am getting tired typing. Anyways, one of the few ways I was capable of winning was due to the fact I knew there routine. By analying my enemy's schedule I was able to figure out when they were alone. That was my opportunity to attack because his buddies were not around to get themselves involved

Fights are both terrible and beneficial sometimes. The sad part about it is the fact you are caught into the center whereas you learn from your mistakes.