It was a pleasant spring morning at Challenger School. A calm breeze blew, and the sun shone brightly upon the Earth. Students ran out of the classrooms at top speed as soon as the bell for recess had rung, but I sighed heavily as I walked towards the playground with a heavy heart, my mind deep in though, my body heaving. I was in shock at the recent turn of events, and I was so angry that I felt like leaving my school forever. My friends and I would, at this time, have been playing tag in the playground, but now I not only had no hope for this, I had no idea of what else to do during my recess for the rest of the year. One of the people in my group, Kyle, had virtually become the leader and was now imposing extremely ridiculous and unfair
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I knew that the right thing to do would be to tell a teacher about Kyle’s behavior, but that would only make him more mad and the situation would start becoming worse. When one of my friends had done something that “angered” him, he began to hurt that friend when no one was looking, which I found as extremely hurtful and the wrong thing to do. Now, my thoughts flickered back to what I should do in my free time and how to solve this conflict. As I had so much time to myself, I was deep in thought for a long moment of time, and began to realize something which made began to inspire me. I began to realize that me and my friends weren’t the only one’s who faced the same problem. Suddenly, I knew what I should do: I had to stand up to Kyle, to be strong and to let go of my feelings. At that moment, one of my friends, Alex, walked towards me and sat down next me.
He began to speak to me with a quick yet comforting tone. “I think we should complain to a teacher or our parents- they should be able to sort it out.”
What he said did seem to get me thinking. I thought that this did seem like the best thing to do, but I realized that even if I did tell a teacher, I had no guarantee that Kyle would stop these actions. I had too much experience with this.
My thoughts were interrupted with one of my other friends, Aadi, walking towards me. He began to speak to me with a note of urgency in his voice. “That’s it,” he shouted, throwing his backpack onto the ground, “That was the last straw.” “What happened?” I inquired, but something told me that this was related to
I knew that the right thing to do would be to tell a teacher about Kyle’s behavior, but that would only make him more mad and the situation would start becoming worse. When one of my friends had done something that “angered” him, he began to hurt that friend when no one was looking, which I found as extremely hurtful and the wrong thing to do. Now, my thoughts flickered back to what I should do in my free time and how to solve this conflict. As I had so much time to myself, I was deep in thought for a long moment of time, and began to realize something which made began to inspire me. I began to realize that me and my friends weren’t the only one’s who faced the same problem. Suddenly, I knew what I should do: I had to stand up to Kyle, to be strong and to let go of my feelings. At that moment, one of my friends, Alex, walked towards me and sat down next me.
He began to speak to me with a quick yet comforting tone. “I think we should complain to a teacher or our parents- they should be able to sort it out.”
What he said did seem to get me thinking. I thought that this did seem like the best thing to do, but I realized that even if I did tell a teacher, I had no guarantee that Kyle would stop these actions. I had too much experience with this.
My thoughts were interrupted with one of my other friends, Aadi, walking towards me. He began to speak to me with a note of urgency in his voice. “That’s it,” he shouted, throwing his backpack onto the ground, “That was the last straw.” “What happened?” I inquired, but something told me that this was related to