Being in the eighth grade was a time in my life that was different from any other experience. It was at that stage where I felt myself becoming independent. In another year I would be a high school student. Throughout this year I had a best friend that I would do everything with. We had countless classes together and hung out whenever
we could. She was the kind of person that would initiate friendship wherever she went. This one time in science class she made friends with this boy who had an inattentive kind of vibe.
They became closer friends, but I could sense that he despised me. When talking to me, he would speak to me as if I was unacceptable compared to everyone else. He began tormenting me bountiful amounts throughout the year. He would psychologically hurt me by calling me names and telling me I wasn't “normal”.
Everyone around me including my best friend was oblivious to what was happening. I wanted to confront him, but he intimidated me. I believed that he would exceedingly bully me, so I hoped he would stop after “graduation”. I dreaded that class every day until it was over. I should have told an adult about what was happening, but I was too shy to. Thinking that he would take revenge on me for “tattling” on him. Knowing I could not withstand the bully any longer I pressed on, but eventually I succeeded; I became stronger. As a result, this experience taught me to persevere through the hardships. I learned that I could overcome anything that I put my mind to.With the multiple challenges people face every day, we become stronger with everything we overcome.