How I Learned To Practice Bravery From Bullying

The middle school I attended was strong in its social circles from the get-go. If you had not already been integrated into the district previously, you were an outsider and it was tough to assimilate. My impression of this will forever be imprinted by a girl named Everest*, an out-of-state transferred student.

In my eyes, Everest was the sweetest girl who just wanted to make friends with everybody. Never have I questioned her intentions, I always felt they were pure. I even specifically remember that during our eighth grade class Associated Student Body elections, Everest came up to me right before voting took place to shake hands, congratulate me on a well done campaign, and told me that she placed her vote in me. We were presidential opponents.


How I Learned To Practice Bravery From Bullying

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