Our dad taught her how to fight. If she got into a fight at school, our dad was ok with it as long as she won. If she lost, when she came home she’d have to fight him.
Needless to say she got good at fighting. She would hit me allot. But it was always an “all in the family” kind of thing. Anyone else tried to fuck with me they’d have to deal with her which was always a bad idea on their part.
once in pre school someone started fucking with me… she jumped out of nowhere and knocked them out. Literally jumped off some big thing on to the ground and fucked him up.
Another time, I was in like 4-5th grade. Someone tried to get me to give her my house key. I said no of course. That girl broke into our apartment. Raided the fridge. And she made the mistake of stealing my sisters dress she was saving for a school dance. Stashed it in some storm drain. My sister tracked her down and beat the fuck out of her. I never saw that girl again. My sister taught her a lesson.
RIP Beth
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