I remember when I was in the 8th Grade, I remember there was this girl that would make fun of me. She would call me fat and ugly and that my shoes were out of date and my clothes were from the hand-me-down stores. I really didn't understand why she hated me. We all weared uniform so I don't know how my clothes were ugly. But that wasn't the point, she will always humiliate me. She would curse at me. I remember having her for my English class and I never wanted to go to class because I was afraid of her. I told my mom and she came up to the school but the school didn't do anything about it. Not even move me to a different class. One day she was behind me and we were waiting for the teacher. She was tugging on my hair and she was calling me names! I really got tired of it so I stood up for myself. Yes I did curse at her, yes, I told her I was tired of her. Maybe if I were 18 at that time, I would've handled it another way but I was 13 and in the 8th grade. I didn't hit her and she didn't hit me but, she didn't bother me anymore. I've still get made fun of sometimes but I don't let it get to me. I have 2 little sisters that look up to me and they mean the world to me. I can careless about a snobby bully. I am grateful of who I am and what I have and whatever my parents provide for me.