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Aug. 24, 2013, 8:18 a.m.
Could It Be Love?: Kurt's Essay
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Author's Notes: Guess the title to this chapter says everything :) Enjoy.
Essay
Bullying? Punching? These are topics I’m quite aware of.
I don’t even know why I have to write this essay. Ok, I know what I did to David. But I don’t see the point of writing this to be honest, since I was the victim in the first place. In the last few years I got harassed by one person most of the time. And I can’t tell why he did this to me. The worst thing about all this is that nobody cared until now. Nobody recognized what was going on. Nobody said anything even if they saw it. Like I said: nobody cared.
Do you know what this feels like? Do you ever get harassed by other people? Especially when you have absolutely no idea why you are being harassed on? No? Then let me tell you how I feel with all of this: lonely, lost and especially frightened. Scared even.
I guess it is one thing to be the one who bullies other people and being the one who gets bullied. Does no one actually care what it feels like to be bullied? I don’t want to pick on David with this essay, but I wish he would see and understand what he is doing to me. And how I’m feeling with his harassment.
People always say bullying is for the weak ones. When you can’t find a different way to act. You just pick your victim. Maybe because of their looks. Or the way they walk. Or the way they talk. If there is something you are annoyed by, you just focus on that and find a way to make fun of your victim. It can all start with such a simple thing, until it gets your task. Until you can’t stop it anymore. Until it might be too late.
Why can’t people put oneself in the victims place? What if the place were vice versa? What if…
I know it’s easy to say that bullying and punching are wrong but that doesn’t stop people from doing it. And quite actually it’s sad. Sad that people have to act like this. Why can’t we all respect each other no matter what? Why can’t we appreciate each other just the way we are? Why does it always have to be like I’m better than you or I don’t like you? If you don’t like someone it’s easier to just stay away from them. Easier to ignore them instead of bullying them. But it’s also easier said than done.
There are over 6 billion people in this world. Every single one of them is different. Looks different, has a different kind of personality. But we are all people after all. People who want to live their life in peace. I know there is a lot going on around the world. Everything can’t be fluffy and full of rainbows. But I wish it would be possible. We all deserve to be here. We all deserve to be treated the same. We all deserve more than bullying. What about love? Is it not possible to just love each other? Not in a romantically way. But in a way to tell that I appreciate and respect you.
It all starts with a smile. I guess it’s the simplest thing to do. Did you ever think about this? A smile can say more than words ever could. And wouldn’t it be so wrong to walk around smiling to someone – even if you don’t know them? I sometimes wish there would be a place like this. But I guess this will not happen anytime soon. At least not if people are bullying or even doing worse.
I know I overreacted with punching David. Nonetheless I reached a level where I couldn’t handle it anymore. Talking would have been the better option – and I know that. I actually tried talking to him but he wouldn’t listen. I asked him was his problem was, but I got no response. Instead he continued picking on me and that’s why I punched him. I’m not quite sure if I’m sorry that I punched him. I hope he “learned” his lesson. Maybe I made it worse now. I don’t know. But no matter what I will keep walking with my head held high.
And eventually someday he and other people will understand that it is wrong.
That you can hurt someone’s feelings. That you are not better than everyone else. That you should think about the way you are acting with other people.
Just think before you act. Think about how you can affect others with the things you do or don’t do.
I for sure learned my lesson.
Addition:
Ok, I know I said that I learned my lesson. That was until I heard David reading his essay in class. I was in a rage because I couldn’t believe what he was talking about how wrong bullying is and seeing how he doesn’t act likes it. How can you be like this? Why would he still pick on me when he knows how wrong bullying is? I never did anything to make him do this. And I don’t see why he would just do this just for fun.
I’m really sorry that I pushed Ryder in the hallway since I couldn’t think straight. I will apologize to him properly in Glee Club. I will fulfill my punishment by joining the club and I will not complain.
Bullying and harassment are wrong – and now I know for sure that I won’t do it again.
Now I can say I learned my lesson.
End Notes: I hope you enjoyed this essay as much as I enjoyed writing it. The next chapter should be up soon. I'm working on it. Please review our story.Thank you - Kat & Sammy