I think I’ve been indirectly bullying people all my life

😐 it’s pretty much all in the title.

One time, a bigger black (important) girl in my school decided to race this other chick to the school bus.

Well, she did, and tripped on nothing. The way she ran was funny at first, so I was already laughing, but it was at the both of them.

Well she hit the floor and bounced. I laughed so hard I could’ve exploded. I was by her and asked if she was okay, and as I was doing that she was getting up, saying she couldn’t feel her wrist. 😐 I think.. maybe god was testing me and I failed.

That made me laugh even harder, then I looked at her forehead, which I’m not even sure how she managed to hit, and she had scraped the black off her forehead, maybe the size of a nickel. Again, I exploded.

Well when we got on the school bus, she kept saying how she couldn’t feel her wrist, and was sitting next to the girl she was racing with.

For the entirety of the drive to our neighborhood, I was dying. I couldn’t control it, it was unstoppable wheezing. Then she started crying, and I kinda kept laughing. To an extent, I was hoping she’d laugh along eventually.

Yeah that ain’t happen.

I laughed all the way to my house, and the next day, she walked on the bus with a cast, and I started laughing again. Not loud, not wheezing, but just constant giggling.

As a side note, both of these girls were acquaintances, I can’t really say they were anything more than that. The whole thing within the group was that they’d make fun of each other, myself included, and it’d just be jabs back and forth.

I think I’ve had the issue for the longest time of not knowing when or where to laugh. On top of that, not knowing when something I’ve said was rude.

Yeah though, not looking for input really, just kinda wanted to spill that.