Big Nose Rhodes: A Short Story

The noise and commotion of hundreds of seventh and eighth graders in a crowded hallway wasn’t even enough to drown out his voice or hide his actions. I can still hear “Big Nose Rhodes” echoing through the hallways at Robidoux Middle School. I can still see the big smile on Kris Kerns’ face as he walked down the hallway across from me. He would whip his head back and grabbing his eye and out loudly over the crowd, “OUCH! You got me again, big nose Rhodes.”

Sixth, seventh and eighth grade are not years I really care to remember. I was not the prettiest, funniest, nicest, richest or coolest girl by any means but I didn’t deserve the treatment that I received on a daily basis from that kid. He was mean! He was ugly! I wasn’t the only one he was mean to but I didn’t know about anyone else until later on. …show more content…
I cried a lot those days and most people didn’t have any idea the profound, negative effect it was taking on me. Kids at school who I thought were my friends didn’t say anything to him and some even joined in with the teasing and harassment. I honestly felt like this was never going to end. I tried really hard to never let Kris see the pain I felt. Looking back now I wish I would have just for the fact that my pain spewed out of me at times as rage. He didn’t care about me or my feelings. He was mean and I guess he felt he had something to