I recall being punched randomly in the eye by a kid in Junior High School, a kid I am confident I would have had no problem vanquishing physically. But I was so stunned by the randomness of it, and that someone could derive pleasure from such an act, and that the orchestrators of the universe saw fit to allow this to happen to me... that I did nothing. Just walked away, and spent the rest of the day making up stories about my black in response to countless inquiries. But I still think about it to this day. I can't imagine the effect of what you went through might have had on me. Thanks for sharing this.
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