“It doesn't matter how much you stretch you are never going to be flexible. You might as well just quit. You aren't needed on the team. You're worthless, a piece of trash, nothing special. You're a nobody.” He says then chuckles to himself. I, of course, ignore his complaints about me and continue stretching. I am not known to defend myself well. Like I said I am a better writer. I tried to ignore him, but he got down on his knees and grabbed my hair which was in a ponytail and pulled up. It brought tears to my eyes but I swear to myself I was never going to cry because of something he said or did, so I pushed them down and prepared for the worst. “Did you not hear me? Answer me, bitch! Oh I forgot your voice is so horrible that you are afraid people might hear you!” he said chuckling. He walked out of the gym after he said that.