[Title: the Trousers of Time] Sir Terry Prachett quote there. Some one did something, often trying to be nasty that changed your Life for the better. -- Anon Guest
[AN: I keep telling y'all please DO NOT relate the content of your prompts (which I always use) with the title (which I hardly pay attention to). It's a pain in the butt for me to derail my usual routine to make certain the prompt makes sense to my readers]
This is how bullying goes: (1) Pick someone who stands out from the norm. (2) Humiliate them in some manner. (3) Make certain everyone knows that they're humiliated. (4) Never let them forget this humiliation. It is a complete mystery what this is meant to accomplish, but there are some sad individuals who climb the social ladder by stepping on other's fingers.
This is aided and abetted by adults who don't understand how micro-aggressions work, and further single out the bullied by defending the bully-er. Or at least it was.
The child glaring at him was one of Natures Mean Girls. They never had a hurdle bigger than what to wear and believed firmly in fitting the mould society had made for her. In this case, it was being perfectly pretty and singling out everyone who wasn't for some daily haranguing. She was seven, and already knew how to perfectly contour her face. "This isn't fair," she complained. "I didn't do anything wrong!"