It’s unpleasant to be stretched out and pinned down on a pitch. Not by people, but metal hoops. A gang of boys had caught me. The friend I was with managed to get away. Now they were hurling heavy objects 30ft in the air above my head. Laughing as they crashed down around me. One, the size of a fist, punched into the ground by my right ear. I had watched its arc and descent. Unpleasant.
I was lucky. This only happened to me once when I was about 15. For many kids, physical and/or verbal abuse happens every day. And they wither under it.
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