i used to bully a kid on the bus when i was about 8 or 9. i had been mercilessly bullied by a couple of year 10 students for the better part of a year, often being reduced to tears, until a kid called patrick who was in the year below me started riding the bus. he was sort of weedy and freckly, and a little shy. i tried to make friends with him at first but i quickly cottoned onto the fact that the older kids had turned their attention to him instead of me. partially to stop them from harrassing me and partially out of my own sick enjoyment, i picked on this kid constantly for the rest of the year until i moved back to melbourne. sometimes he burst into tears with all the kids on the bus being horrible to him, just like i had. i have felt awful about it ever since. i wish i could find him now and say sorry.