I dreaded going to college because I had a bad experience in high school. A boy I will call Eric treated me with extreme disrespect. His teasing, name-calling, and rumor spreading continued through high school. He disturbed me while I was trying to study for tests and even during tests. I could not stand the sight of Eric. It made me physically ill. I wound up in the nurse's office many times and it even made me sick to the point of making appointments with Kaiser. I felt nauseous, and dizzy, and I had headaches. I even stayed home from school some days. Somehow, all this made me dread the thought of going to college where Eric may attend and cause me the same sort of pain that I had experienced in high school. So, I dreaded the first days of college where I might run into the boy that made me so sick with fear, worry, anger, bitterness, and vengeance.
It all started innocently enough in Biology class. This boy Eric said he was smarter than me because of a single lucky test. Eventually, Eric's behavior escalated to rocking my chair, throwing spit wads, and stealing my pen and other stationary items. Eric also worked with another boy named Tor who was his sidekick. Tor also behaved badly towards me. Together and sometimes with even a third person they would torment me between classes, during classes, after classes and even during assemblies.
During one assembly, Eric and the boys called me names while I was going to the stage to receive an award. I was so angry that I knocked over the American flag. It was very embarrassing. But, people in the audience tried their best not to laugh or react. However, when I was called a second time to receive a second award it happened again. The boys called me names again and this time I knocked down the same flag once again. My twin sister asked in disbelief, "Did you do it again!?". This was very embarrassing to my ego and I could never face these classmates again under similar...