When I was maybe 10 or 11, I rode the bus to school. We had assigned seating and the little girl I used to sit with was very "special" shall we say. She was special needs and in intensive special-ed classes in school. She never spoke.
I used to kinda wrap my leg around her's and tightened possibly causing her pain. While doing so, I put my arms up on the seat in front and interact with the fellow who was in that seat so it appeared like I wasn't doing anything to the girl from the perspective of the bus monitor who sat in the back of the bus.
Doing what I did to her used to make her cry and I got some kind of satisfaction from it.
It really eats me up inside today knowing that I tormented her. I tried contacting the school to determine her name but they couldn't help. I wanted to look her up to apologize and give her a big hug and let her know her sorry I was for doing that.
I wish I could go back and be kind to her instead of being cruel.