So for most of my 6th grade year, this kid in my class picked on me for the sole reason: "cause I'm bigger than you". So frustrating, I was a nice kid! I never started trouble with anyone. I was down with nerds and cool kids alike.
Anyway, I had 3 major confrontations:
confrontation 1:
He grabbed my arm, and tried to fling me (he was heavier than me, I was way definitely under 100 lbs at the time). So I did a cartwheel from the "boost" he gave me. I laughed, it was actually pretty fun. I said "hey, let's do that again!" So he did. It was fun again, I walked away. But I knew he wanted to hurt me...that was very unsettling.
confrontation 2:
At recess, I was walking in the soccer field, and he came up to me and grabbed my wrists. He said some threatening things, and started to twist my wrists. It hurt! So I came up with a plan, which failed, but remained effective. I meant to knee him in the stomach, but I was a little low. Dropped the kid.
When he finally could get up, he was making a fuss about me kicking him in the junk. I didn't mean to, and no one did anything about it. They either didn't believe him, or knew what was up, so they didn't care that I hurt him.
sadly i did this to a kid at school too. but i didn't mean to do it either!!!! he was blocking my way and threateningly/flirtingly (i don't know how they're so closely related but to this guy they were) so i kept yelling at him to move and everywhere i went he was there and i couldn't get by so i meant to kick his knees or swipe them foward so he would fall but i just ended up hitting bone. bad mistake. didn't mean to. it was okay. we're still friends.
Final confrontation (or "blah blah" 3)
This time he pushed me, and I fell and got a little muddy. My hands and shoes got all muddy, but I had landed in a push-up style. I was pretty upset, and sick of this kid picking on me. Later I saw him walking wayyyyyyy across the field, and I ran as fast as I could (which was fast) and I jump kicked him in the back! He never had time to prepare, he was COVERED in mud--even worse than me. Never picked on me again after that.