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Hey there!
Thank you for reading my blog!
It has been a while since I thought of writing this blog
post. This is too personal to me. But in the long run, I realize why I have
this blog after all; it is to inspire other people based on my experiences. I
want many people to learn to stand up and prove themselves. This is the story
of the bullied girl, the story of how I made my life better even I was bullied.
Bullying is natural within children. There is this master
among them which controls the other children’s emotion and decision making.
That simple for the master but the chosen one who was chosen to be hated for
who she is, It will be a long day every day. Bullying started when I was grade
five. I fought with one of our neighbours. We were physically fighting and I
even got a lot of wounds because of it. I thought it is only what I need to
endure, but the next day, they were a lot of children waiting outside of our
house. They were looking intently in our house together with their leader. I
got nervous because I know what is happening. The master chooses to defend her
I know. My life changed that day.
They were all over
me. They will wait for me until I go out to school. They try bumping me among
them so that no one will notice. The little girl that is me will just run as
fast as I can so that I can be in our house and be safe. I did not enjoy my
summer that year because I barely go out of the house because I am so afraid
they will come after me. It did not stop there. It still continues even in
grade six. They change their tactic of waiting for me to go out because I was
in the top class so we go home late. What they did was they try sneak in our
house making sure I was there and if they confirm it. They will get inside and
say bad words to me. It even comes to happen that they answered my father
because my father told them they were just insecure.
I endure them all. I
motivated myself to study hard. I told myself, someday, they will look at me
and feel sorry because of what they did to me. It did, they were shock of what
I achieve. I become part of the top 15 in the graduating class and seated in
the stage. They are looking up at me in one way or the other. I was proud of
myself. I promise I will not be bullied again. I will keep them at bay and try
to become an achiever. In high school, they were not able to bully me because I
went to private school. I have different schedule. I become a scholar, top in
our class and fought different contest. I had the time of my life. And all they
did was to look at me from afar and clap of what I have become. Every time I go
back to our place, I keep on hearing them say sorry for what they did. We
cannot undo the past. It will be there to say. No matter how many sorry they will
say and even I forgive them already.
The pain and fear they cost me will be
there to stay.
What I am trying to
say here is we can still rise up after we were bullied. It is only in the mind
set. Do not be discouraged even how dire the situation is. Trust me, been
there, done that. Rise from the ashes
and do not let them get into you for the long time. They are not the one who
will be tormented. It will be you. And you deserve better than that.
Feel free to comment!
Kring2x
