To be completely honest I have quite a high pain tolerance(Sadly and surprisingly many other boys don’t) so as long as I was not kicked in the balls I figured it was not worth it. In The very few instances I would tell I would get questioned and made uncomfortable to the point I figured it wasn’t worth it. Also if I did win they would get talked to lightly or they‘d just say if it happens again tell us and nothing else. Then after they would make up stories then when I was in a group the girls would give the silent treatment(all not just the gang) I remember in first grade this kid was talking so much shit I cried. Some thing that doesn’t that never happens. But the worst thing was. I had a slight eating disorder(Ever single day for about a year I threw up my food) And my mom would get mad at times. So I wasn’t eat because another racist piece of shit said some fucked up things about my food. Then this bitch was like you better eat or else like she was my mom. Note I had really bad anxiety which was a cause. I told my mom and she like you should eat and I agree with her(That bully). WHILE I WAS CRYING(My mom can be like this at times but she say stuff to me when I cry but she is amazing) I felt hopeless. I threw up in the lunch room and almost passed out. I was again made fun. Some dumbass accused me of something which I did not do. I went to the nurse because it was normal at this point. My teacher said that that was evidence I had done what he said I had done. The next two years were hell as both my grandfathers passed away while this bitch made fun of me. It started to get better but to this day every night I almost have panic attacks thinking about death. I don’t get anxiety about little things anymore but every night… I’ve figured out how to simply not feel pain anymore. Other then at night. Damn I never got that of my chest before…….