May 21, 2014
“Who is your hero? Maybe your hero is Batman, Superman, or maybe even Wonder Woman? But what about the hero’s that don’t wear capes? We see hundreds of hero’s everyday but don’t realize that they are someone's hero.” The man on the radio station said, as I walked to Rolling Meadows Elementary. When I got to the elementary school I could hear the sound of kids laughing and telling their friends “Good bye, see you tomorrow!” The air was cold and wet; it felt as if something was biting the tip of my nose. As I walk towards my house I see a young girl getting pushed around and picked on.
Suddenly I remember when I was young and got bullied. Everybody made fun of me because I didn't have very many friends so I played with all the boys and shoot toy guns. One day a group of older girls was standing around me calling me cruel names. Eventually it was only one girl that continued to bully me. After months of this I was finally sick of it. I had had enough. But what was I supposed to do? I was only one person. After days of trying to figure out how to make Jaylee stop being so unkind, I decided to talk to my parents. Instantly after telling my parents my mom told me that there is always going to be kids that are going to be mean, sometimes they just need someone to show them how to be nice. I thought about what my mother had told me all night. "Am I really going to say something to her? What if she sta- NO SHE WOULDN'T!! Maybe she will be nice if I talk to them..."I Was so worried about what would happen the next morning I could barely sleep.
The next day the same girls came up to me and began to say rude things once more... I soon remember what my mother had told me the day before, “Stand up for what you believe in for all you know maybe the bully just needs a friend.” Maybe my mom was right; maybe they got bullied and needed someone to be there friend. Still standing in front of the girls "I exclaimed "OMG Jaylee I love your dress!" The dress was a light blue with a big bow on the back of it. Jaylee just smiled and turned away. A couple days go by and I noticed that Jaylee was alone at lunch, so I went and sat by her. We began to talk and soon we started to spend more and more time together.
After a couple of weeks Jaylee and l became very close. She didn't pick on me anymore, we were actually friends. Days go by and I ask her “Why did you pick on me before we became friends?" She answered simply with “because I did not know you." This statement stuck in my head for months. Why are we so quick to judge the people that we haven't met? Ever since I sat at lunch and started to compliment Jaylee we have been good friends. Jaylee doesn't bully other kids anymore. She realized how much it hurt me and soon told everybody that she bullied how sorry she was.
Suddenly I flash back to reality and see the young girl standing along in the middle of the group of kids. A girl was getting in her face and started to push her around. I walked towards them to try and make sure that I haven't mistaken and it was just a game. Sure enough the young girl was getting bullied. I get ready to step in between them to get the girls to knock it off. Before I got to them a young boy steps in the middle of them and tells the both that bullying is not okay. He gave them both a candy and told them that they were all going to play and get along. The girls seem a little confused at first but shrug it off and went to play. I can’t help but hope that those two girls will become good friends like Jaylee and I became.
Submitted by Anonymous
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