When I was little, I was naive about the world. I did not know many things, I'm serious I had no idea what an iPod was till I was in 5th grade, let alone ever heard a bad word spoken in front of me. I met this girl named Rebecca around 5th grade year, I've had come back from a new school to return to my old school, and people would tease her sometimes saying AKA the Lunch Lady just mean jokes about her and names. I remember saying a couple of them and well they made me uneasy until I could not stand it anymore and talked to her. You know what was funny? We became fast friends and she stood up for me while I stood up for her. I would get easily offended and I tended to be an emotional person, so one small joke that was mean would set me off into tears, she would always stand up for me and make the people stop. I lost many friends because of that, but it didn't matter since I had Becca, my one true friend I could count on. Then Middle School started and people started to taunt us more. Saying stuff that we were gay and disgusting and all of that. Some guys would pretend to "date" Becca by making lewd jokes about her. Even a teacher laughed about it and said they should try harder! But then everything changed when we met a young bi-sexual boy named Colten, two girls who were "step related"to me, Jessica and Desiree, and finally Samantha. We became a tight close group and let me tell you we defended each other no matter what. Colten was our baby brother and we protected him as much. He would get bullied a lot just because being bi-sexual! So you see say one bad thing about him and we defended him like a mother bears as he would call us. We would get called many names because of that yet neither of us refused to back down because of that. Even our teachers didn't want us together! They would separate us saying younger years couldn't be with the older years, (since Becca, Sammy and me were older) and saying ridiculous things like that! We complained to other teachers but they said rules were rules until I looked in the Rule of Conduct and found out what they were saying were lies, it turns out other students hatched a plan to get us separated so we wouldn't talk to each other. Yet we still broke that rules and ignored the teachers when they would get mad. The last and final year was when things went to far and when we all snapped. Becca, Samantha and I were outside since all the grades had "free time" since we were taking a break from our exams. I always carry my bag around me with two water bottles and I had barely gotten a small tube of hand sanitizer. When we went to lunch, (I always drink water) we ate and talked and I took a drink from my water (a huge swig). I noticed it had a funny taste to it and shook it off and kept drinking. Thats when Dez noticed the bubbles and she told me to shake the bottle. When I did, we all looked in horror as we saw the water turning bubbly when you wash dishes. Right when I was about to say something, I immediately ran outside and started vomiting. The teacher then saw, got mad and took me in the back of the kitchen and told me to throw up there. No trash can, no toilet, I was forced to throw up all over the floor much to my embarrassment. When I was finished my sweet friends had called my mom since the teacher didn't even bother. I went to the Doctor and the Doctor said I just needed rest and sleep. When I came back to school the next day, my mom came with me and was livid. I had told her what I thought and what my friends said. That it was a couple of students who put the hand sanitizer in my water bottle and were laughing before and after I drank the water. They questioned many kids even my friends until they landed to me. I told them it wasn't my friends and it was two girls who were next to my bag. The teachers all looked at each other and said that was exactly what my friends said. The two girls got off the hook for a "harmless prank" yet it didn't matter to me. I was proud of my friends for standing up for me and the bullying somehow "mysteriously" stopped. *Cough Cough, our parents. But I'm grateful for my wonderful and dear friends and parents for standing up for themselves and me.
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