Life is like a roller-coaster, it
has its ups and downs. Whenever you’re down, you need to get back up. As tears
welled up in my eyes I knew it wasn’t going to stop. Since Grade one I have
been picked on and from then my self-esteem began to drop. I did nothing at all
to hurt anybody or even to make them upset. However I thought this would only
last until I moved to Grade two. My predictions were so wrong and I had been
repeatedly attacked by my peers, so much so that when I woke up in the morning
I was horrified to jump in the car to go to school. I finally made it to Grade
four where it got worse. My mom was running late to pick me up from school
because she was finishing up in the doctor’s office. Thankfully as soon as the
bell rings most parents had already been waiting to pick up their children. I
didn’t want to be around the remaining people so I went to sit under a tall
tree until my mother came. Two boys came from behind me and asked “what are
doing here?” I replied and said with shaky voice “ I am sitting and waiting for
my mom to pick me up”. They told me to get up and go away, but before I could
get up to go on my way they grabbed two long, thin branches with seeds attached
and started to beat me with it leaving bruises and bashes across my body. After
this happened my mother finally arrived and as I entered the car I began to
cry. My mother in a worried tone asked me what was wrong and she couldn’t
understand what I was saying so I slightly lifted my clothes and she was
flabbergasted after she saw the bruises. We rushed out of the car and proceeded
to the principal’s office. A complaint was made and the boys were expelled. It
did of course get worse because they started to call me a snitch. My
self-esteem dropped so low I could not take it anymore so my parents
transferred me to a new school. I was placed in Grade five where I had many
friends and for that whole year it was all well and good. My luck of course
didn’t last long because as the next year approached everything went downhill.
People as well as my peers began to call me arrow nose, fat, ugly, stupid and
many other things, as my self- esteem grew it dropped right back down.
This continued for a long period
of time. However in Grade seven a new girl came into the school called Nicki She was the one person out of all of my
classmates that would cheer me up after I was beaten to the ground. She showed
me that there will always be a friend to help you when you are down and that is
something I never had. With continuous motivation she helped me to overcome
what had been happening to me for basically my entire life. It strengthened my
confidence that what people said to me didn’t affect me as much. Sadly Grade
eight came around where she graduated into the senior classes where we would
only be able to see each other for a short period of time on our lunch breaks.
For the first term in Grade eight things had been bothering me but not enough
to be bothered with, however by the second term people began to realize that I
am indeed overcoming what they say and now my classmates and I are very close
and the feel is now of a family type relationship.
There will always be a friend at
your side to guide you through the rough patches in your life. I strongly
suggest that if there is anyone at your school that is being bullied try to
stop it by at least giving them guidance because as a victim of bullying this
is really all that is needed, and like a seed we will come out of darkness and
we will grow strong and powerful.