I hate my childhood... I were bullied alot (when I were in kindy,early primaries) and all of them were older kids. They always picked on me, since I'm really short and were easy target since it's hard for me to tell the teachers...
Anyhow, once, I were looking down and were following my dad (that was when he and my mum were together), or what I thought he was, but were different person, I found my dad not so far away, and I were glad that stranger didn't even noticed me...