I was in high school....it was the 1970's.....you never ever told on a bully, you just took the abuse.  My bullies...there were two, punched me and screamed at me when there was no one around.  There were no witnesses.  I was terrified....they were boys and I was a girl.  I could never figure out why they hated me.

When I was an adult with a child of my own.....my child became best friends with my bully's child . I would never ever face my bully ever....he even tried to be nice to me, but I could never forget the terror he caused in me.

My children never had bullies. I always hoped that I had somehows pared them,  by teaching them to never ever suffer alone......in silence like I had.