This is a doozy. So about four years ago, I was in 7th grade at an all boys middle school. My school life was kinda normal: had friends, I was bullied, did my work and what not. But I made friends with a boy. I really liked him and thought he was kinda cool. A friend group formed with him and others and we all got along well.
Fast forward a few months, after winter break, we came back to school. For some reason I don’t know, I started to hate him, and I still don’t know why I hated him to this day. But I started treating him bad, I turned our friends against him, and basically no one liked him to begin with, and I tormented him.
Like I really hated this dude. I would tell him to his face how much I hated him. I would tell my friends and other people in school that I hated him. I even said some messed up things that could’ve gotten me expelled. Or in trouble with the law. I was super duper pretty messed up back then, and when I think about it, I don’t get how no one reported me.
I continued doing this for the rest of the school year. I even gave him the name “Autistic Monkey” (I am aware that is disgusting) and my friends called him that as well. I even got talked to by APs a couple times cause of what I was doing.
So I continued hating him and calling him that until the year ended. Fast forward to next school year 8th grade, he wasn’t there. I was so happy at first. Then over time, I started reflecting on my actions, and I started to feel really bad. And the whole time I was bullying him, he was still being nice to me, so that made me feel worse later. I don’t know what ended up happening to him, but I think about him from time to time, and I feel crappy when I do. I truly regret what I done and I find myself always wishing I could go back and smack that idiot and tell him to be nice. I even tried finding out whay happened to him one time so I could apologize, but I don’t know where he is. Or even if he is still alive. I just hope one day I can find him and tell him how sorry I am. I really wish I could fix that, but I had to accept what happened, happened.