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  • Being bullied is a worst felling , I cried every night when I go to sleep . I always prayed to God to make them stopped because I was hurting. I become rude to everyone because of being negative thinker . Grade 8 is a horrible year to me . Even teachers can't help me to stopped them . Even me , I didn't know what did I do to make them mad at me that leads them to bully me and to be hurt like hell.

    One day I did asked my mom .
    Me: Mom ? Am I ugly ? ( with anxious feeling while in front of the mirror. )
    Mom: No ! You're not ! You're beautiful inside and out :)
    ( she starts think weird )
    Mom: Why ? Is there any problem ? You look anxious . Are you okay ?
    Me: Yeah I'm good ! There's no anything to worry about .
    Mom: Okay the. Gotta go now !
    Me: Okay mom , take care.

    Fast forward...

    I'm in grade 11 now and you can't even say that I'm one of the victim of bullies , you can't see into my eyes / face that I have hatred in my past because I always smile :).
    I decided to escape from that happenings to me,
    so that I can go on with my life and forget about those trashy people who's bringing me down before and who hurt me badly . Even though I can't still forgive them on what they've done to me . And now , I can face them with confidently brows-up and chin-up haha , I know that you can say that it's all bitterness but that's how I express myself on how did I cope on what they have done to me .
    I'm happy with my life now . My friends, family, that are still there to support me . Anyways , thanks to them because they teach me how to be tough in life and how to be strong .

    Note: Sorry for grammars , I'm not a pro but I'm still learning . thanks :)
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