Covering in my life had a negative effect on who I was, I covered in the past and even today I still cover. When I first started covering I was in elementary. I was in the fifth or sixth grade I was pretending to be someone who I wasn’t, I was a respectful, nice, and sweet person I liked being who I was. I would bully some of my classmates and some of them were my friends I did it to seem cool in front of my “cooler” friends. I was not that type of person to care if I was “cool” or not but I thought doing mean things to others would raise my social status. I continued to bully classmates and some of my friends in middle school too but less because I started to concentrate on myself since I began to go through puberty. When I started puberty
