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- Story Listed as: True Life For Teens
- Theme: Inspirational
- Subject: Childhood / Youth
- Published: 09/11/2023
Rising Past
Born 2006, F, from Bloomville, Ohio, United StatesI was the picture of popularity when I was younger. I had a handsome brother, and I was cute myself. I was bubbly and outgoing. Unfortunately that all changed when I started going to a public school instead of the private school. At the public school, I was rated lower than the mold on the toilets. I had short, dark curly hair, and I still had my baby fat. All of the other girls in my fifth grade class were tall, slender, with long shimmering hair. I was called "baby face". I was hit in the head with basketballs during gym and recess. It was normal for me to be beat up at least twice a week. I began to sink in to a depression. I tried to hide from these kids. I tried to hide my baby fat with baggy clothes. I started avoiding people, because I had begun to believe all of the things that these kids said about me. For three years I was the ugly, fat nerd. Finally one day, when one of the girls were making fun of me, I turned to her and said,
"I don't care." It was as if a dark cloud had been lifted off of me when I spoke those three simple words. For all of those three years I had felt like I was drowning in my depression, and as I spoke I felt like I had risen past the hurtful comments. Because in that moment, I truly didn't care what they believe of me. I began that day, to believe I was better than they said I was. I learned to play piano, my baby fat went away, my hair grew out, and now I am the picture of popularity that I used to be so long ago. I am a junior in high school now, but I still remember those days, and whenever I see someone in my school getting bullied, I reach out. I stand for who I am, and I don't back down. I have taught others to stand, and in doing so, have done my part to make the world a better place.
Rising Past(Tammera)
I was the picture of popularity when I was younger. I had a handsome brother, and I was cute myself. I was bubbly and outgoing. Unfortunately that all changed when I started going to a public school instead of the private school. At the public school, I was rated lower than the mold on the toilets. I had short, dark curly hair, and I still had my baby fat. All of the other girls in my fifth grade class were tall, slender, with long shimmering hair. I was called "baby face". I was hit in the head with basketballs during gym and recess. It was normal for me to be beat up at least twice a week. I began to sink in to a depression. I tried to hide from these kids. I tried to hide my baby fat with baggy clothes. I started avoiding people, because I had begun to believe all of the things that these kids said about me. For three years I was the ugly, fat nerd. Finally one day, when one of the girls were making fun of me, I turned to her and said,
"I don't care." It was as if a dark cloud had been lifted off of me when I spoke those three simple words. For all of those three years I had felt like I was drowning in my depression, and as I spoke I felt like I had risen past the hurtful comments. Because in that moment, I truly didn't care what they believe of me. I began that day, to believe I was better than they said I was. I learned to play piano, my baby fat went away, my hair grew out, and now I am the picture of popularity that I used to be so long ago. I am a junior in high school now, but I still remember those days, and whenever I see someone in my school getting bullied, I reach out. I stand for who I am, and I don't back down. I have taught others to stand, and in doing so, have done my part to make the world a better place.
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