Hey Pandas, Tell Us An Interesting Revenge Story From Your Childhood!

I bullied my childhood bully. I'm not proud of it, but a part of me is glad I did it.

As small children (5-6 y.o.) we used to play in the streets. There was this older boy (about 10-11 y.o) who' d always turn up and spoil our fun. He'd take our ball and throw it in a garden (so we'd have to go to that person's door and ask for it); he'd take our toys, held them high and ask us to jump so we could have them back (he was taller than any of us); he'd rip out the blossomed trees in spring; he enjoyed to hit the puppies and kittens that we used to feed and play with. Additionally, he'd make fun of us: "what are you gonna do, go to your mummy?" We all hated him. We had told our grandparents, but there was nothing they could do, so we just tried to avoid him.
Fast forward several years. I was now a teenager and returned to visit my grandparents. I met him in the street (not sure he recognized me). He was with a group of friends. I guess he wanted to boast off, so he tried to flirt with me. I told him point blank: "I am not interested in you, because you are a mean and ugly person". He was speechless (he didn't expect it), while his friends laughed their heads off. I wish my childhood friends were there to see his face.

Oh do I have a story!

In preschool there were these twins. A boy and a girl, and they hated my guts for no reason what so ever. They told the teacher that I cut in line and I was sent all the way to the back. They pushed me over and then cried and said I pushed them. They made all of preschool a living hell. One time it was my turn to bring a snack for the rest of the class. I brought a salad because that's what my mom packed. The girl said that I put peanuts on the salad on purpose because her brother was allergic to peanuts. I did not know this. She said it was all because I hated them (not technically wrong) Thankfully my mom was able to prove that I didn't do anything and that it was her fault.

The torture continued for months. Then on the last day when I was about to leave that brat of a girl walked up to me and started taunting me. So I punched he in the face and ran. Some how I never got caught.

When I was in around the fourth grade, we were doing a group project in school and there was one girl who refused to contribute, even though she was fully capable of doing so. She was also a bit of a bully to me so needless to say, I felt quite upset with her. I was a pretty tech-savvy (and vindictive) kid so on the day our assignments were due, I was able to hack into the online individual portion of the assignment and change everything she wrote into either Chinese or Russian, I can't remember. I don't believe she ended up getting credit for that assignment. In hindsight, I realize that this was a horrible thing to do, but it really did feel good in the moment.

When I was around 8 I was going through a FNAF phase and often got bullied for it (fair enough, I was cringe). I had this one girl who was especially rude to me. one day I was walking by and she said something to me, I don't remember what, but I was offended. my friend who was with me started singing the FNAF song 'I hope you die in a fire' and I joined in. we weirded her out and she never bothered me again.

in summary, my childhood is a musical

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I was in 6th grade, an awkward girl. My sister was in the same grade as I. She was attractive, and I was not. I wanted desperately to be liked by a boy. The boy from her class was cute and I thought he liked me by his actions around me. So he asked to be my boyfriend and I agreed. (I didn't know the things I know now.. Forgive me)
That was a huge mistake.

A few days after that, he was with another girl, as told by my sister. What the heck, bro?! So I yelled at him, but he lied about it, so I let it off.
He tried asking me for nudes.
From a self-conscious, 12-13 year old girl. No. Just no. I threw a pencil at his face. We "broke up".

He started being an a*****e to me. Making fun, hitting me, socially abusing me, etc. I ignored him for awhile until I saw that he, this gross pervert, asked my sister for nudes.

I got extremely pissed off. I cursed at him and punched him several times. When I punched his face, making him bleed, he started to cry. Teachers pulled us apart. The principals office we went. It took awhile to explain everything to him. Turns out the boy has abused a lot of girls and asked to see their naked selves. The principal let it off for a bit.
One time, while on the bus home, he came and sat next to me. I was squished between him and the window so I didn't know what to do. He said gross and rude things to me, then touched my chest, basically groping my breast.. what the heck is he doing?!! To defend myself I bit his arm until blood came and spilled onto the seat.
To put it short, the bus driver stopped us, and after telling the principal everything, the boy got suspended for the rest of the year.
I got put in an online school. My sister stayed in that school, letting me know what happened occasionally. The boy raped a girl, in the school bathroom.

He got expelled. His family moved away after that.

Im 14 and this happened a month ago so I think this counts. So I was at the beach with my parents listening to a Queen tribute band (we couldn't get in it was way too crowded) and my dad was being a d**k to me so I spit into his drink because he's been a a*****e to me my whole life :/

Ok keep in mind that I was five I know I was wrong here but my brother took my super rare Pokemon card and I was mad that he wouldn't give it back so I scratched him with my five year old nails and he started bleeding everywhere please don't discord just telling my story

i was in hong knong at a fair/market and i was to young to play most of the game so my sister played all the games so she won a fish in one of those plastic bags i realy wanted a fish so after my sister got hers i grabed a fish out of the mans hand and ran

we had two cats so we gave the fish to our gard

An older relative was getting "handsy" with my smaller, younger sister while he was "tickling" her. He had already tried s**t with for the past few years but I thought I'll be damned if he messes with her! I grabbed an aerosol can of Aqua Net hairspray from my grandmother's dresser and doused him right in the eyes! My BFF, sister, and I ran outside to find my grandfather. Jerk never messed with any of us again.

I have revenge up to this day! I want to kill everyone who makes fun of me and bully’s me so yeah that’s it for me.

Kinda lame but here I go. Some kid was bullying one of my not-so-close friends about his shoes (he came from a poor family, he was wearing hand-me-down New Balances) and was like "What are you? A middle aged man?" The bully proceeded to kick and poke violently at the kid, even going as far to draw one his shoes with Sharpie, which the bullied kid was to scared to do anything about. I told her (the bully) to shut up. I said, "No, [bully's name here] your the muddle aged man. And you've got the mustache and unibrow to prove it. Then I took the Sharpie while she was in shock and drew a mustache on her. (We were like 8 btw) Last year (we're know in middle school) I walk up to the bully whos now super unpopular and labeled the school 'jerk' for being mean to everyone, and say, "How's that mustache growin' huh?" She just pushed up her glasses and stormed off, hilariously colliding with one of the 'lame' kids she bullied when we were little who pushed her out of the way. Karma sucks, guys.

I have another one. Not me but a friend. My friend had a sleepover with a few of her cousins about a year in a half ago. My friend's eldest cousin (let's call her Sam) refused to get up when the other cousins had left, along with Sam's younger sister "Trixie" and as they both were to walk down the block to THEIR house, nobody came for them and they stayed, sleeping on my friend's floor, two hours after the party had ended. Well my friend and her parents had enough of these entitled cousin and called her Aunt. Her Aunt asked if they could just stay there for an hour or so while she and my friend's uncle went shopping, and my friends parents reluctantly agreed. So Sam and Trixie stay there, demanding stuff from my friend. My friend is yelled at by Sam to get her food, so my friend agrees and goes into the kitchen. Sam decides to go back to bed and as my friend comes back with an "apple" for Sam. Sonce she's in the dark she can't see the food but takes it anyway. Sam's rude and snatches the apple and takes a big bite -- only to find out it isn't an apple at all -- but a big, juicy, onion.