Im in 7th grade and I have a dream. But there is a story to my dream, and not all people have a story like this, I got lucky. I usually didn't get bullied. And when I did, I had my best friend  to stand up for me. Well just three months ago he moved to Indiana. And when he left people started making fun of me. Making fun of me because I'm only 60 pounds. People calling me toothpick. Coming up to me, grabbing my arm, and saying sarcastically "do you work out?" I had know one to stand up for me. My dad just said they were teasing me because they liked me. But he has MS, so what does he know about bullying now a days. Whenever I got bullied, I would get angry, I would want to punch them in the face, but I knew that wouldn't solve anything. It would jut end up with a long boring talk in the principles office. One day, they were making fun of me, and this one kid comes up is starts defending me. But, he was so calm and he sounded nice and he didn't offend the bullies. He simply said things like "oh come on guys, give him a break," and, "Come on guys, now your just getting a little mean." His voice and words attended no harm to the bullies. But when he said that, they all stopped and started saying how they didn't mean to hurt anyone and how they didn't mean to hurt me. They never really said sorry for bullying you, but you could tell they felt a little bad for bullying. I was lucky, I actually had someone who stuck up for me. When my kids go to school, I don't want it to be luck that they have someone to stick up for them. I want it to be natural. That's my dream.