Standing up to trailor park bully backfired
I was staying with my aunt and cousin one time. They lived in a trailor park. At the time my cousin was 9 and I was 12, we're both boys. Before leaving for work she gave us some chores to do. One of his was laundry and she mentioned that some of her clothes were still missing. It didn't take long after she left to find out what had been happening. The phone rang and he answered it. The conversation was one-sided and he seemed uncomfortable. It turned out a teenage girl who lived in the trailor behind them had been stealing my aunts clothes from the line, and having my cousin steal things for her. Clothes, perfume and money. He was ashamed but told me he was afraid of her, that she'd hurt him before. I told him I'd put a stop to it, that I was going over there. He told me not to, that she was 14 bigger than me, and mean. I told him I didn't care that she was still just a girl and wrong.
I went over and knocked on the door. She opens it and looks at me, then around and past me. I told her who I was and she asked where my cousin was. I told her he's not comeing and that she'd better leave him alone. I said he's not bringing her anymore clothes or anything. She smirked and said, oh yeah. She was bigger than me, but I said, Yeah. She grabbed me and yanked me inside.
A little while later I'm calling my cousin on the phone, telling him to bring what she'd asked for. He's confused and starts repeating what I'd said. I told him never mind what I said, just bring her the clothes and to hurry. He shows up a few minutes later with a bag of stuff. She keeps him on the porch while she looks in the bag, then lets him in. This is what happens if you don't listen, she told him.
He looks and sees me sitting on the couch sporting a quickly swelling and blackening eye, in just my t-shirt and briefs. I was holding a throw pillow in my lap to cover my embarrassment boner. She beat me up and took my clothes to show me she could, and to make me call him. She threw my clothes out on the porch and told us to go. I just grabbed them up and didn't get dressed until we were inside his home. I'm sure he never looked at me the same after that.
Bully was probably a lesbian Mastiff.