Bullying
From the moment that I could express any sort of opinion, I, as well as my parents knew that I was going to be a vibrant, and at times very whimsical young lady. I’ve definitely toned down since I was all of three; but, I would soon mature into a girly, goofy and at times overly dramatic, and energetic girl.
Summers at my elementary day care were a blast. I had all of the friends that any girl could ask for but sadly all of them weren’t necessarily as true to me as I had hoped. When I started at the day care at the age of five all I wanted was to make friends outside of the few that I’d swiftly taken in from my Kindergarten class. Luckily, I had known one of the girls already; she had gone to church with me since before I could really …show more content…
A specific crush started in 4th grade (I guess I was an earlier bloomer), and this particular boy not only was in my class but he was at the day care. Initially we were friends; we became fast friends actually. However, once I started to think he was cute and that I could like him he found out, and things changed. Middle school was most definitely the peak of the problems I was having with him though. “Annoying” was his number one insult, at the time and still now, the word didn’t matter much to me. Then he would make fun of little things that were beyond my control, like the way I laugh when I find something exceedingly funny. I was sad. I was confused. I felt alone at times because those around me weren’t experiencing the mistreatment. I just didn’t know what to do. After a while in the 6th grade it all got to be too much and I went to my guidance counselor. The counselor ended up having a talk with him and it began to slow. He definitely still wasn’t fond of me, but he was no longer harsh with his words. The worst part is that any time that we had a one-on-one conversation everything was fine, but around his friends, he did everything in his power to make me
From the moment that I could express any sort of opinion, I, as well as my parents knew that I was going to be a vibrant, and at times very whimsical young lady. I’ve definitely toned down since I was all of three; but, I would soon mature into a girly, goofy and at times overly dramatic, and energetic girl.
Summers at my elementary day care were a blast. I had all of the friends that any girl could ask for but sadly all of them weren’t necessarily as true to me as I had hoped. When I started at the day care at the age of five all I wanted was to make friends outside of the few that I’d swiftly taken in from my Kindergarten class. Luckily, I had known one of the girls already; she had gone to church with me since before I could really …show more content…
A specific crush started in 4th grade (I guess I was an earlier bloomer), and this particular boy not only was in my class but he was at the day care. Initially we were friends; we became fast friends actually. However, once I started to think he was cute and that I could like him he found out, and things changed. Middle school was most definitely the peak of the problems I was having with him though. “Annoying” was his number one insult, at the time and still now, the word didn’t matter much to me. Then he would make fun of little things that were beyond my control, like the way I laugh when I find something exceedingly funny. I was sad. I was confused. I felt alone at times because those around me weren’t experiencing the mistreatment. I just didn’t know what to do. After a while in the 6th grade it all got to be too much and I went to my guidance counselor. The counselor ended up having a talk with him and it began to slow. He definitely still wasn’t fond of me, but he was no longer harsh with his words. The worst part is that any time that we had a one-on-one conversation everything was fine, but around his friends, he did everything in his power to make me