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A bully is a person who orders, or bosses
people around. It is a person who doesn't care of the other
person's feeling. It is a person who doesn't care if the other
person gets hurt. It is a person that makes you think and
believe that you are worthless, and makes fun of your physical
features. Most of all, is a person
that changes the way you act, and the way you think about
yourself when you look at yourself in the mirror. It is a
person that obligates you to do something that you are not
happy in doing. It is a person that makes you go home and
cry alone. Not able to tell your parents, brothers, sisters,
cousins, or anyone because you are to scared.
How do I know how it feels? How do I know
the horrible feeling and the pain that person feels? How?
It is because it really happened to me. It is a really tormenting
thing. You can't sleep because you have nightmares. In school
you can't really think of math problems, concentrate on your
reading, learn because you are thinking that the person who
is bothering you and picking on you is waiting for you in
the hallway. To embarrass you, to tell you to do stuff, to
call you names, to makes fun of your love ones. All you can
do is just stay quiet and swallow that, like it never happened.
That's what I did, which I now understand you shouldn't do.
It will bother you even more, if you swallow it and never
say anything to anyone.
I tried telling my mom, but I couldn't.
I couldn't make her stress, or worry about me. She had a lot
of stuff going on. Even though she told me one night that
if I had a problem to come to her or my dad anytime. I didn't
want them to worry I couldn't tell the teacher or the vice
principal, because if the person who was bothering me gets
ISS or OSS I knew he was going to be after me. So I didn't
know what to do. All I did was after school I would walk to
my house into my room. I would lock my door and lay down in
my bed and begin to cry.
In the morning before I would go to school
I would go and hug my mom and give her a kiss on her cheeks.
It felt so good. My heart close to hers. It was like saying
" its ok my son I am here for you, I will protect you"
I felt so warm and love in my heart. Until it was time, time
for me to say good-bye and head to school. I felt as if I
only went to school to get tormented. I was so scared especially
walking through those doors my heart was pumping faster and
faster. I knew he was going to appear in front of me. I knew
that he was going to tell me to do something inappropriate,
or tell me to give him the money that my mom gave to me to
give my dad for my brother's medicine.
Walking in the hallway was so terrifying.
My heart was pumping faster and faster. When I was one room
away from my class, he appeared to me and said to give him
money. In my head I asked myself if I should give him my brother's
medicine money or tell him "no". I reached into
my pocket and gave him in the money. I ran to my class and
sat in my seat with head down, my forehead laying in the edge
of the desk. I began to cry. "Now, what am I going to
do?" I asked myself.
"My little brother is sick, what am
I going to do" After school I wondered about how I was
going to tell my dad, I didn't have the money for my brother's
medicine.
When my father arrived to pick me up, I
told him that I lost the money. I told him that I was very
sorry. "Son, how can you be irresponsible!" He responded.
" I'm sorry," I replied. I felt so bad not only
for giving the money to the person he picks on me but also
because I lied to my father. I shouldn't have given it to
him. In the way to the pharmacy I began to cry, without my
father noticing I wiped my tears off my face. When we got
there, my father suggested I'd stay in the car because it
was to cold and he didn't wanted me to be sick.
When my father came back to the car, we
left home, so my brother could take the medicine. When we
got home, I went directly to my room and began to do my homework.
When I finished my work, I turned on my T.V. and started to
watch my favorite cartoons, the Rugrats. Then I realized that
I hadn't been paying any attention to my little brother, so
I stood up and headed to my brother's room. Peeking through
the open door I saw my little brother coughing, and my mom
next to him. I changed my about going in and decided not to
go in. I felt so bad. I felt even worse knowing I needed to
go to school in the morning. I was so stressed out worrying
about a lot of things especially thinking of what is going
to happen to me in school.
In the morning when I went to school, I
found out that the guy who was tormenting me, bothering me,
bossing me around, was moving to another state. When I found
that out I couldn't believe it until my favorite teacher told
me it was true. I was so happy. Now, nobody is going to boss
me around, embarrass me in front of my friends, tell me to
give him my money. I have never seen him, since the day he
told me to give him my brother's medicine money. Now, all
I remember is that I have been picked on and bossed around
since I was in fifth grade until eighth grade.
This really hurt me and changed the
way I was but it taught me a lesson. It taught me that if
something is bothering me to tell someone. It is a bad idea
if you keep in yourself and don't say anything to anyone.
All that does is hurt you even more. Remember a bullies' goal
is to boss you around, make you do stuff for them, but most
of all is change the way you are and think about yourself.
That is why you should stand up for yourself. Don't resolve
problems with fist though resolve it by talking to the person
or talking to someone that will do something about like your
teachers, vice principal, etc. Remember don't let anyone put
you down because all that does, is make you see someone else
in the mirror and not you later in life.
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