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Bullying is wrong and I know that but what difference does it makes when you getting bullied yourself. The name was kenlyn Colon. A beautiful girl who I continuously bullied through middle school. I honestly can't say why I bullied her I just know that now that I'm grown I wish I can take it back. I know she will neve forgive me and I understand her pain and her frustration. We were only in third grade when I began.

     I use to call her giraffe because she was the tallest. Third grade and she was the height of some of the seniors in highschool present day. She'd tell me stop I wouldn't stopped. I knew I liked her but they usually say you'd stuff when you realize you're hurting the person you like or love. Even through my ignorance she still considered me as a friend. She'd help me sometimes with wok and homework but I'd still carried on making fun of her. During our fourth grade year Fith grade year I developed a new name for her. Kenlynmustache.com. she had a little hair below her lips and I took that a way to bully her furthermore. At the time she kinda had it with me. And would stabbed me on the hand every time I made fun of her.
    
     She didn't take bullshit from me no more. About month later I guess she told the school counselor that she was getting bullied my me so the next day I was called in by the school counselor Mr.Wise,  he said to me " do you realize what you are doing is called bullying right?. " I said " I don't know" "do you like her" he said " maybe " I responded" " then why don't you go talk to her, stop bullying her and start talking to her, tell her she's beautiful and that she looks good today." Don't make her feel like you don't want her because if she comes to me with another bullying incident you can be suspended.
    
      "Do you want me to suspended you? " he asked "no" I responded" then I guess you know what to do. I went back to the class feeling like a dick but for some reason I just wanted to bully her more for snitching on me. I remember in the sixth grade around December I continued bullying her telling her how skinny she is and that her family hide the food from her. Now everyone one is catching on to my bullying phrases. Everyone is calling her Kenlynmustcahe.com, and giraffe and anorexic. One day in the morning she leaves the class in the middle of the lesson and starts crying. The teacher pulls me out and says look what you did. As I came out she was crying, sobbing hating me from the vein to her soul. And I just feel so bad. That I start kind of tearing up. I told her I'm sorry I promise I won't bully you ever again. She whiped her tears couple minutes later and walked back in the class.
     
     Ever since that day I never bullied her again. I still tease her a bit but not enough to call it a bullying. I loved kenlyn so much, she made me strong she made me who I am today. Although she still hate me for what I put her though in middle school I'll forever love her. And I hope she accept my apology because I am truly sorry.

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