"They Used Me As Human Target Practice Because I Was Quiet, Until My Father Kicked Down The Gym Doors With 36 Bikers Behind Him To Teach Them A Lesson They’ll Never Forget I thought I was going to die in that high school gym. Not from a gunshot or a knife, but from the sheer humiliation and the relentless impact of a basketball slamming into my ribs. I was 17, skinny, asthmatic, and invisible. Braden, the varsity captain, had cornered me after practice. He and his friends thought it would be fun