When I was in elementary school I would bring my x-men action figures in to show my friends/play with. One day an older kid came over and started asking to play with one of them, and then asked if he could borrow it. He was older, and I was scared of him so I said yes. The next day he came up and just asked to take one. I thought he meant just to play with and so I gave it to him. He went home with it.
The next day I didn't bring any in, and when he came up to me he asked where they were. I said I didn't bring any in, and he told me I'd better bring one in the next day or else.
I told my mom about it that night and how I had to bring in another toy. She came in and talked to the principle and tried to get my toys back from this bully. The Principle told her that I needed to learn a lesson about not giving my things away. He wanted to let the bully keep them.
They're always on the bully's side.
"I'm not a very nostalgic person, I neither have regrets nor occasions for self-congratulations." - Leonard Cohen