There was this kid who hung himself in my high school. He killed himself because he had muscle difformities and couldn't get strong to defend himself. When ever I saw him getting bullied. I'd jump in and help (Oh he killed himself because of the bullies.) A couple days after he killed himself. The school refused to even take a 30 second moment of scilince for him. And most of the kids went to school with ropes around their necks, to make fun of him. I beat the shit out of at least 5 or 6 until security caught up with me and tackled me to the ground. One of the security guards whisperd in my ear though "Good Job"
The day of his funeral there were only about 10 people. Including me and my family and closest friend. It took me a good year to get over his death. But about a week after that thing happened in school. I transferd schools.

God damn, I wish I was awesome enough to do the shit you did.