The Sorrow I've Endured...

     People keep telling me that I'm never going to make the cut in the outside world...and I believed them. No matter how hard I tried, I could never break free of the words that they would say. It was as if I was swirling inside a black hole, only meant for the victims like me. I wept on the inside, as they told me I am a loser and will be a con, one that will make people fear me...just for the way that I look. I couldn't break free of this torture until I met a teacher that was bringing me out of there back in 7th grade. She taught me how to endure the pain and sorrow that bullies would say to me...and it made me feel good...

     I came to high school, where the worst of it all happened...so many people tried to drive me out of the place and said I could never make it in this world. Not only verbal threats were issued onto me, but physical threats too...when I least expect it. By the time my freshman year was over, I knew it was time to make a pact: to never believe what the bullies would say about me. I began practicing the methods that bullies would use against me in case it becomes too much. When the schoolyear began once more in September, they were ready to put me into the ground with their physical and verbal abuse...but they saw a more confident me. They tried to put me back to my old self...yet their efforts were useless.

     Today, I still carry the pain that those bullies used against me from my high-school life. It was my junior year at a different high school (we moved to a different area) and I saw a man teasing a girl by kicking her backpack. I knew enough was enough when it was me...but that was too far. I came to the guy and said to him

'Leave this girl alone, jerk!'

And he began threatening me with physical abuse, but I stood my ground.

'You heard me! Leave...her...alone...'

That boy was pissed at me and was ready to strike me down with a fist. He was stopped shortly before he could throw it and looked around. It was my Russian friend Misha that held his arm and came close to him with a few words of advice. This made that guy panic and leave, while Misha and I helped the girl out. It was on that day that I knew that it was time to stand up not only for me...but for others that need help.