I Remember Receiving My First Wedgie

I was bullied too, and when I was in 4th grade, and my cousin was in third he chased me around the playground after school threatening to beat me up (he was a lot stronger). Finally he caught me and I pleaded pathetically so he smirked, spun me around to catch hold of my little-kid red-ranger undies and gave me a big wedgie. My band was sticking out in front by the time he was done and I was wailing in embarrassment because of the pain and because my cousin laughed at my babyish underwear.