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When I was 10 or 11, I was walking home from school and some kid from my class came up and was threatening to throw rocks at me, so I picked up a big chunk of concrete that I saw on the side of the road and he came at me so I threw it at his head.. I remember for a while afterwards when the guy was still in the hospital I kinda didn't know if I really did it or not because I blocked it from my mind, and I guess the guy never did tell his parents that it was me, but rumors did go around the school a little bit so I came to terms with myself that I really did do it.
Long story short, the guy had a concussion, had to get a bunch of stitches above his right eye and was left with a permanent scar there, and he transferred schools and moved away shortly after.
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