I was in fourth grade, sitting in the lunch room alone hearing a group of boys making cruel jokes about me and saying things like “Look how ugly and fat Monica is.” Their snickering echoed through my head. I was so distraught, but I wasn’t going to be that girl that would get bullied. I needed to stand up for myself, and so I did. As a fourth grader, I took the situation and handled it with as much strength as I could. It took me years to completely end the bullying, in fact, I would say that I still get bullied, but fortunately, ignoring the negativities and proving others wrong has become my “super power” in life. And so my life carries on and I use my experience of getting bullied to my advantage and use it as a tool to get back onto my feet whenever life knocks me down.
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Although the bullying about my weight disappeared, I was still getting bullied by one person, William Blet, who would constantly underestimate my intelligence, as a way to abase me in the eyes of my peers and his own. He would constantly tell me I would never be as intelligent as him and I wouldn’t make as far as he would, but he was wrong. I took it upon myself to prove him wrong. That same year, we took the algebra EOC together. As a method of proving myself and my endless capabilities, thinking: “I may not be the best at math, but I know I can do whatever I set my mind to.” When the scores came out, I got a higher score than him, but he didn’t stop underestimating me. As another test of my intelligence, I took the AP Spanish language exam, and once again the scores proved I was intelligent because I receiving one of the highest scores in my class. My bullying has been my opportunity in life to prove myself. I never resorted to believing the words of my bullies, but if not I used their words as a way to challenge myself, and I have been able to use my experience to help other troubled
I …show more content…
Although the bullying about my weight disappeared, I was still getting bullied by one person, William Blet, who would constantly underestimate my intelligence, as a way to abase me in the eyes of my peers and his own. He would constantly tell me I would never be as intelligent as him and I wouldn’t make as far as he would, but he was wrong. I took it upon myself to prove him wrong. That same year, we took the algebra EOC together. As a method of proving myself and my endless capabilities, thinking: “I may not be the best at math, but I know I can do whatever I set my mind to.” When the scores came out, I got a higher score than him, but he didn’t stop underestimating me. As another test of my intelligence, I took the AP Spanish language exam, and once again the scores proved I was intelligent because I receiving one of the highest scores in my class. My bullying has been my opportunity in life to prove myself. I never resorted to believing the words of my bullies, but if not I used their words as a way to challenge myself, and I have been able to use my experience to help other troubled