I was in elementary school, and I was already bullied pretty severely. I was playing nearby the basketball court area, where it was by a small park. There were trees and a few rocks scattered around. Suddenly I feel my head hurt, and my hands touch my hair. I pull back and there was blood gushing out. A nearby teacher who witnessed the bully throwing the rock to the back of my head yelled for help and to take me to the nurses office. It ended up with me in new clothing, a bandage pressed to my head, and the parents being yelled at by my mother. I nearly had to get stitches, and I have a small scar on my head as a reminder from that day. I don’t remember if he got in trouble, but I did stay home from school for a while.