In 6th grade some kids were harassing me roughly two days after my uncle had been killed in Iraq. I didn't say anything to them and just kind of let the frustration build up. Once recess was over, I approached the door to the classroom, ran in, and kicked the trashcan over towards their desks and walked to the counselors office. Obviously they got away without any trouble, and I was the one who got talked to. Apparently spreading trash all over these kid's area was a lot worse than harassing someone who just lost a family member, who knew? Otherwise, in middle school some kid came up to me in the locker room and twisted my masculine nips. Out of shock I kicked him in the stomach, and apparently his logic was I was homosapien for kicking when he was the one going around the locker room getting handfuls of man-tit. I still don't really understand that whole thing. Oh farm country public school. Once I hit 9th grade I transferred to a charter school. Those two incidents are really it. I got most of the harassment in elementary school, but middle school and high school weren't a problem for me other than the serial nipple grabber. People tried, and failed. I'm too nonchalant. I can look back at it and laugh now.