Let's see... Elementary school from third grade on I was bullied, slammed into the walls, tripped, thrown down and beaten on, kicked, spit on, had someone throw a baseball at me (shattering my glasses), had my glasses stolen and broken, thrown off the carousel so that my head impacted the ground and kicked by about everyone on there as it passed by while I was held down by 6th graders (regardless of my grade), I even had a compass point stabbed into the back of my palm... and told by the teachers to "stop being a troublemaker" because I constantly staggered into the classroom bleeding.
Junior High... Thrown against lockers, kicked, punched, beat on by the same kids from Elementary school, called a liar by the teachers when I told them what happened, had one kid slam his tray against the backside of my head, had my food stolen, had my tray flipped up into my body, had a basketball thrown into my face at full speed because I was ignoring another student in the gym, tripped (repeatedly), constantly teased, tormented, and choked by several of the football players... simply because he remembered me from Elementary school.
Went to an alternative school for two years where (for nine months) I had one kid who thought he was hot stuff try to throw me down the stairs and I came back at him by grabbing him and using him as my personal rolling partner. Wound up getting suspended for protecting my own life.
High school... same guy from Junior high managed to continue his abuse of throwing me into lockers, kicking, teasing, punching, stealing my money, finally kicked his kneecap backward and was suspended for a year because I ruined his chance for a scholarship, then I was thrown down stairs by his girlfriend, but since I had been told never to hit a girl I had to literally take her trying to kill me every day. Eventually I graduated, although I worried that I would be doing so in a wheelchair... thank god I didn't.
So... was I bullied? Maybe.
