I got a call today from my son at school. Someone slashed his tires, again. That goes along with the bullying, name calling and general abuse that he gets. I live in a predominately Hispanic neighborhood and my son is blond with blue eyes. They call him a Nazi and hit him in the hallways. My house has been robbed once and my garage twice. My own bike has been stolen twice, by son's once and my husband's tools were taken as well.
The whole situation gets me so angry my arms feel like vibrating because I want to take the little fuckers and beat the shit out of them. No goddamned respect for other people's belongings or the money it takes their parents to replace what you are destroying because you don't like this boy who hasn't done anything to you but look different. He doesn't insult you, he doesn't pull pranks on you. He doesn't want to make fun of you. He just wants to go to school and make friends. He wants to know that he can walk down the street without fearing that you will stop and beat him up.
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