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This morning I woke up, screaming from a dream.

And I realized it wasn't a dream.

One day - a very long time ago - I was in First or Second grade at a school in California.

And I was in a classroom. I wore thick glasses, and was generally the oddball in the group of kids. I got picked on, because my mother, back then was divorced and had a very public affair that caused a scandal in this Southern California Island town.

Anyhow - I remembered from my dream VERY vividly that this one boy - RALPH KING - choked me.

I woke up from that choking.

I don't remember what happened - but I realized this morning - that this incident actually changed my life.

From that point on - it took everything inside of me to trust anyone to get close to the "real" me.

It took me decades to become ok with myself. It took years for me to realize that not everyone is out to hurt me - that there ARE good people in this world.

But I remembered his name this morning.

RALPH KING

And I wondered how he turned out - and if he remembers this situation - or if he ended up going to jail - or how he lived his life.

Hey Ralph King - no matter where you are - I forgive you for what you did. Even if you didn't know it had that impact on my life.


Have you all ever done something to someone when you were a kid - and wondered how it may have affected them through their entire life?

Have you ever had someone do something to YOU as a kid - and it affected YOU?

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  1. boytrotters
    Actually, I had someone try to choke me when I was in grade two or three... he was from a higher grade and had some mental health issues I think. It was frightening as he did this in plain view of all the kids in the school yard... but conveniently there were no teachers around.

    I hope I never go through anything like that again.
    1. wagerwitch
      I remember that there wasn't many people around - and I still wonder why the heck he did it.

      I mean - what made him so angry at me? I don't have a clue.

      I remember seeing his face - he was ANGRY.

      Still - to this day - when people get angry around me I duck my neck in. LOL! I think that will last forever - some sort of physical deflection goin on.
    2. boytrotters
      Well, it doesn't hurt to be a bit of a "turtle neck" doing conflicts, I think. Who wants to get hurt if they can avoid it, right? And yeah, it seems as if my guy was angry because I wouldn't let him play handball with a bunch of us. Yeesh.
  2. dbowles1017
    One Halloween not to long ago, I took my brother and sister candy gathering (Ok, so what I went trick or treating). And I had a mask on, and this little girl got so scared of me. She literally ran down the street crying, and when she would see me from across the street I could hear her screaming.
    1. wagerwitch
      awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww---- db that is sooooo sad...

      DB - sniffle - poor little girl.
    2. dbowles1017
      Poor girl? What about me? I couldn't wear my costume!
  3. Rivy
    Your story makes me flinch a little. Because of my name "Ralph" - the shared first name. Which is triggering a side-bar topic in my mind: How do our names, given or family, affect us? How do we relate to those who share - even partially - the same? Anyway - I hope this Ralph never enters such a dream. (smile - with tenderness.) It was a bad experience. Kudos to you for accepting and dealing with it, relating the story here.
  4. wagerwitch
    Ahhh Rivy - not you...

    I wonder how our names do affect us - and if they do affect us.

    I mean - BILL --- GATES --- how could that mean the richest man in the world?

    Anyhow - My name is strange...

    And you're very welcome for sharing - I just figured to get it off my chest...

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