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I sat at a lonely desk surrounded by everyone's conservation. I tried to concentrate on my math worksheet, but my hands kept shaking to every word I tried to write. Little drop of tears start falling onto my paper, but I hold it in. I could feel the laughter and the tauntings of the other students. "Keeping everything bottled up inside, we suffer the most pain". The times I spent in junior high school were the most painful times I ever endured, but it taught me many valuable lessons I needed to survive in life.
I was always the quiet one in the classroom which made me an easy target to bullying. My peers were mean, and I felt as if I didn't have any friends in my classroom. I often been called "Loser" or "stupid" but I never stood up for myself, I just shrugged it off ignorantly. I didn't raise up my voice, becuase I was scared. I was prone to stuttering a lot when I speak, I feared being ridiculed more if I did stood up for myself. I've seen bullying on television, but I never knew it would happen to me and it would hurt that bad. It even took a stagger on my grades. I couldn't concentrate on my work after reflecting every painful day I encountered.
I never told my teachers or my parents becuase I was embarassed, I wanted to to feel normal. The only source of comfort was my Writer's Journal from my english class which I pour out my freewrite my feelings daily making me feel comfort to expose my problems out. Another source of comfort were my friends in the other classes which I see them everyday in the lunchroom and when I walk home afterschool. To me, they were the greatest people I had in school in where we shared conservations and laughters, something I couldn't do with the kids in my own class.
The incident that ruined my life the most was in 7th grade. A memory that let me down to shame when I told my classmate that "I hated everyone" because I couldn't take the tauntngs any longer. She began to take it as an insult and ordered her friends to push me down the hallways, and taunt me even more.
Eighth grade was the most life changing year of my life. I requested a change to a classroom with my friends, and bravely spoke to my guidance about the bullying problems. She was sympathetic but sometimes I wish I could stand up for myself again. I had a great English teacher who makes us do writing journals. "Sometimes, you should have more confidence in yourself" she says. I began to do drastically well by the end of eighth grade after expressing the burden I carried within me all these years.
I began to do many community service, indulge in my hobbies of designing and writing, and apperciating everyday in life. I feel like helping others was my duty like how I needed help coping with bullying. I indulge every moment of life deeply knowing that I don't have a burden in me anymore. When I graduated, junior high school really meant nothing, but it was by far the most life changing experience I ever had. My years of high school have became more free, and I deal with many new experiences, good and bad. Everytime I have a bad day, I contemplate on the junior high school days. I let out a smile knowing that I got through this phase and things could be much worser in life.
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I sat at a lonely desk surrounded by everyone's conservation. I tried to concentrate on my math worksheet, but my hands kept shaking to every word I tried to write. Little drop of tears start falling onto my paper, but I hold it in. I could feel the laughter and the tauntings of the other students. "Keeping everything bottled up inside, we suffer the most pain". The times I spent in junior high school were the most painful times I ever endured, but it taught me many valuable lessons I needed to survive in life.
I was always the quiet one in the classroom which made me an easy target to bullying. My peers were mean, and I felt as if I didn't have any friends in my classroom. I often been called "Loser" or "stupid" but I never stood up for myself, I just shrugged it off ignorantly. I didn't raise up my voice, becuase I was scared. I was prone to stuttering a lot when I speak, I feared being ridiculed more if I did stood up for myself. I've seen bullying on television, but I never knew it would happen to me and it would hurt that bad. It even took a stagger on my grades. I couldn't concentrate on my work after reflecting every painful day I encountered.
I never told my teachers or my parents becuase I was embarassed, I wanted to to feel normal. The only source of comfort was my Writer's Journal from my english class which I pour out my freewrite my feelings daily making me feel comfort to expose my problems out. Another source of comfort were my friends in the other classes which I see them everyday in the lunchroom and when I walk home afterschool. To me, they were the greatest people I had in school in where we shared conservations and laughters, something I couldn't do with the kids in my own class.
The incident that ruined my life the most was in 7th grade. A memory that let me down to shame when I told my classmate that "I hated everyone" because I couldn't take the tauntngs any longer. She began to take it as an insult and ordered her friends to push me down the hallways, and taunt me even more.
Eighth grade was the most life changing year of my life. I requested a change to a classroom with my friends, and bravely spoke to my guidance about the bullying problems. She was sympathetic but sometimes I wish I could stand up for myself again. I had a great English teacher who makes us do writing journals. "Sometimes, you should have more confidence in yourself" she says. I began to do drastically well by the end of eighth grade after expressing the burden I carried within me all these years.
I began to do many community service, indulge in my hobbies of designing and writing, and apperciating everyday in life. I feel like helping others was my duty like how I needed help coping with bullying. I indulge every moment of life deeply knowing that I don't have a burden in me anymore. When I graduated, junior high school really meant nothing, but it was by far the most life changing experience I ever had. My years of high school have became more free, and I deal with many new experiences, good and bad. Everytime I have a bad day, I contemplate on the junior high school days. I let out a smile knowing that I got through this phase and things could be much worser in life.