I was playing "Bulldog". It is a game where the "dog" to run from one end of the field to the other without getting touched by one of the "bulls". Essentially a game of chase and tag.
I was running from one side of the field to another. The next thing I remember was flying through the air and everything went black. Afterwards, one of the other kids told me that they saw who did it. Apparently, someone had deliberately stuck their foot out in front of me to trip me up.
At another point in my school life, I was feeling ignored and sidelined by the other children. I told one of my friends that I felt like a "ghost".
During sports lessons, the teachers would often make the boys change shirts or occasionally play shirtless. I did not feel comfortable doing this. It made me feel out of control. One lesson, I refused to change shirts. I kicked up a fuss. I was threatened with misconduct. When I was relegated to the side of the playing field, I stared longingly at the road and fantasised about throwing myself under a car.
The teachers had a low opinion of me because I did not participate in sports. The shirtless incidents suggests that there might have been some sexual abuse at play. Nowadays, the enforcement of young boys to go shirtless would almost certainly be an illegal practice.
Rory spent the first few years of his life in an ice cave, carving out his palace of wonder. He's a bit of a love doll, but he who melts the ice shall have their reward.
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I have been recommended to acknowledge and process all that I have been though, where it all started from how it has affected me.