I don’t wanna go to school, I hate it! Everyday it’s the same thing. I have to endure being bullied, like when I was in the third grade I ran to the restroom crying because I had had enough. I stayed in there because I didn’t have to worry about the bullying in there, the name calling, pulling my ponytails or saying ugly things about me, that was my safe haven. As I sat there I felt nobody liked me or loved me.
My classmate came and asked if I was okay but I didn’t answer her I continued to cry so the teacher followed a few minutes later asking the same question of course I answered her with no ma’am. She asked if she could come in I said no.
In America bullying has become a real serious problem and children just like me so many years ago endure the harsh treatment everyday.
Because you don’t always know who to turn to, you keep it to yourself. Kids are bullied for many reasons, it could be because the color of your skin, it could be because you’re considered by societies standards poor/less fortunate, it could be because your hair is longer than someone else’s, the problem is so wide spread and there are many reasons why. In some cases it’s not kid on kid bullying, you can be bullied by teachers and other staff the ones who are supposed to help you and even at your place of employment.
I was in middle school and everyday my teacher ”the coach” teacher picked on me because due to my religious beliefs I couldn’t dress out for P.E. he made a point to harass me every chance he got in and out of class and after reporting him things only got worse to the point I just learned to deal with it as does so many people do. But in the end he was fired.
As I think of it now the United States of Amerikkk was founded on bullying, in how the Europeans traveled to America where the indigenous peoples were doing just fine. But because it wasn’t to their standards, they(the indigenous people) needed to be refined and better structured….in other word to be more like them. But I say who made them politically/un-politically correct in their way of thinking.
I remember in high school there was a fellow student named Drew, Drew was a very nice and soft spoken person but because he was considered special needs he was timid and they picked on him everyday. He was thrown in the trash cans, he was stuffed in the lockers, many times other kids knocked books out of his hands and one time they set his desk on fire with him in it. One day he talked to me about how he felt, it was sad. What was even more sad was I could relate to him.
There are those who don’t deal with being bullied very easily. Some choose suicide as a way to deal with the agony of being the target of someone else’s bullying which equals to FEAR. Some choose to kill because that’s the only way they know how to ease their discomfort.
The point is bullying is a very ugly attachment to have to oneself. It is fueled by FEAR. Fear will cause you to do things that you wouldn’t ordinarily do; but I have to ask what are you really afraid of? What gives you the right to treat other people in a way that makes them feel uncomfortable and miserable? We can ask this question over and over again and may never get the answer that will soothe the memory and agony of being bullied whether it is in your past or still present. I always wondered did I have a sign plastered to my forehead that read PICK ON TERRILYN TODAY which was everyday. Many years later and thanks to facebook most of the people that picked on me daily got the opportunity to make things right….they apologized.