She never thought that her life was going to change, she always knew how to handle things. But this time it was different, she was different. Mary Small-kins was about 15 years old and she was very popular in her school but that day she came into the girls bathroom and saw something she has never expected to see on the wall. Her name and below her name was other names like"slut, whore, bitch". She never expected something like that to happen. She was so nice to everyone and that day she changed. When the bell rang for third period, she just went to class like nothing happened. Until when she came into class all of her used-to-be friends sat there and just laughed at her, like she was some kind of nerd walking in and sitting up front.
I felt so bad, I just wanted to stand up and scream at them. But I didn't only because I was scared to be put on the wall. I knew from that moment on she was not popular anymore, she was just like the rest of us who sat alone, got picked on when we walked through the doors of the school because of how we looked. In some ways i wanted her to feel how we all felt when she made fun of us. Sixth period I saw her at lunch sitting alone and decided to go sit with her, even though we didn't really talk. When I came over she just stared at me when I sat down. But it didn't take long to figure out that she was crying and when I asked her if everything was okay she just stood up and left. I sat there and told myself "at least you tired" its all that matters.When I got home, I went straight to my bedroom and got on my laptop to check face-book. When I got on, I got a group request in my notifications. And it was about Mary, I scrolled down to see how many people joined the group and there had to be over hundreds of people on there. I didn't know if I wanted to join the group or not, but I clicked "no". The next day at school I saw her at her locker and I wanted to walk up to her, but I was just to scared. I didn't ever want to go back to the day were I was the one of the wall, but I knew I had to change it.
Back in the day I cut myself just because I was getting picked on at school, and seeing my name on the wall of the girls bathroom. Hurt me so bad. All I did was cry and cry. and I didn't want other's to judge me after I spend my life running from all the words and jokes about me. I knew I had to change, and I had to change our school. People are the same in some ways, you can't just pick on someone because their black or don't have the same style as you. Its just not right. And I hated how those people put me down and others around me. I would of never put them down like that all I wanted was to become friends with these people. But I guess their was something more, I had to have the right clothes and my hair had to be perfect everyday, and the coolest shoes and the coolest phones. I didn't ever expect something like that. All I wanted was to fit in and make friends. I never asked or wanted people to judge me and maybe if they got to know me before they just judged me they would know that I'm actually a nice person. But after what happened to Mary I don't know if she would ever make anymore friends, but I wasn't just going to sit there and judge her. I got up and went and sat next to her.
"Hey" I said. She didn't listen to me. But I sat down anyways, sitting there well all of those people had their eyes on you, felt so weird. I've never seen so many people stare at me. And I just wanted it to be over and them to just stop looking at me but as the bell rang I got up and one of her so-called-friends came over to me and asked me what I was doing. I didn't want to pick a fight with her. So all I did was walk away and of course she followed me. "Hey I'm talking to you" when I turned away I didn't know what to expect so all I said was "what do you want" ? She looked at me then asked me why I sat with Mary, and I told her that I could sit anywhere I wanted to and I decided to sit next to Mary and then I asked her if she had a problem and she got mad. 'Don't you dare talk to me like that". I said okay, and just walked away. She shouldn't be telling me what to do I'm not her slave and I wouldn't ever treat someone like that. When I got home I didn't see my mom and of course the house was dirty again. So I decided to clean to make her happy when she got home. So as I turned up the music and opened my laptop to check face-book. I saw that someone sent me a message. I didn't know who this person was so I just ignored it. As I started to clean the kitchen my laptop made a noise to let me know I had a message. When I went over to see what the message said I dropped and just cried. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Why would someone do that to me? And then when i read all the comments I just couldn't handle it and deleted my face-book. I didn't want to hear it. I was done being picked on. I had to do something about it.
It was Friday and I had just decided that I would take a drive to Mary's house to see if she wanted to hang out. When I got there I knocked on the door and it opens.
"Hey" I said to the lady standing at the door
"Hi how many I help you" the lady at the door said
"I'm wondering if Mary is home" I told the lady at the door, who looked kind of confused.
"oh-she- she's not here. She's at her dad's house"
"oh okay"
and after she closed the door.
As I walked to my car, I turned around and looked at the window for some reason and I saw her looking at me. Well I just waved to her. And then left. Saturday would have to be the best day of my life. I was sitting at home and on my laptop an e-mail popped up.
Hey I saw you at my house yesterday and was wondering if it's alright if you wanted to hang out? Sorry for being so rude to you the other day. Love Mary
I write back saying " yeah I saw you in the window and okay what about tomorrow? And it's alright I know you were going throw some stuff. "
Sunday's church and I usually don't go but I guess I felt like I had to. I was so nervous, that I would see people from school there. But when I walked in everyone greeted me and smiling and welcoming in to God's world. When I walked in the place where they worshiped their was a crap loud of people standing around clapping and singing. And up front infront of all of those people was a band. They were actually really good. That day changed me. And I wanted to see after sence I'm going to hang out with Mary if she wanted to come next week with me.
