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.