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So that’s why.
7 months ago, there was this kid. His name was Gareth. We came from the same country, so we strike up a conversation. Few days later, boom, we’re friends. Thing was, after a while, he would always be at home, never would go out, he’d always be playing Fortnite or something like that. Even when I was over at his house, I always had to stand up. I was tired of this guy. So I bullied him, for a month. Me and a bunch of guys ganged up on him 3 times. And man did it feel good, to finally be the bully, not the bullied. I felt high and mighty. He tells his mom, who tells my mom, who arranges a mothers-and-sons meetup. We explain the whole thing, and his mom says “He hasn’t been going out because… he’s scared of being bullied.”
Oh. So that’s why.
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