Be kind.

I was a quiet kid in junior highschool; maybe this was why my so-called friends saw me as an easy target. No one knew I was being bullied because they do that in our circle, and I was stuck with this group because my chairmate is one of them, so i had to tag along. I weighed 47 kg yet one of them called me fat. Getting no fight, because i just can’t bring myself to be hard on them, they continue to made fun of almost everything I did. The cycle continued for a year, until I got to the point where I am afraid of going to school. When I entered to senior highschool, I was completely reborn. And college did me okay too. But although I have a happier live and better friends now, the effect still hits me everyday. I grew up having sensitive heart, where the slightest insult can bring me into sorrow. Sometimes I’m still afraid of people; of socializing; afraid of people making fun of me. I still secretly cry now and then; after a harsh day, when people said unintendedly insulting joke of me, or when I’m just too afraid to go out and meet people. I’m a sociable person yet I still feel all that. That feeling never really left. That’s why, be kind to everyone. You’ll never know what words can do to someone’s life.