Being the youngest with only brothers, I was teased a LOT. But it wasn't always my brothers, a lot of times, it was their friends (with only a few exceptions). When I was about 7 or 8 years old (i could be WAY off since my memory is terrible), one of my brother's friends, Scott, was over. He lived down the street and was over often. I was sitting on the floor in the hallway trying to do my homework. I don't remember what they were teasing me about, but I was getting pretty frustrated. I just wanted them to STOP and never do it again. All I had in my hand was a piece of paper, so I took that paper, held it horizontal and gave Scott a giant paper-cut across his kneecap. I felt kind of guilty. But he never bothered me again. I look back and think my little girl mind may have been a little on the twisted side. Now, I call it self defense.
This memory was sparked by a conversation I was eavesdropping in on between the boys. They were discussing where would be the WORST place to receive a paper-cut (10/28/10).