Being Bullied

byElodieF4321

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3 years ago

In the begining

I was always a timid, shy bashful child. Introvert they call me. People always make fun of me, everywhere I go they would laugh and jeer at me for no reason: they would ask my friends why is she so funny then they would start laughing. People can be very cruel and heartless, they don't care what they're doing is hurting and embarrassing to you. There were friends with whom I frequently hang out, once I'm with them, their other companions would make them uncomfortable to be seen with me.

This is crazy, I told my self. Nothing to be nervous about they can't hurt me anyway.

Preparing to move out from the shadows

Our High School re-union was fast approaching, everyone was in high spirits and here I am down in the dumps.

All the rejection, low self esteem I felt as a child which, I had over come is now resurfacing. I started talking to myself:

"Girl you can do this, God didn't give you a spirit of fear, but of power, love and a sound mind"

I refuse to succumb to that ghost that has come back to haunt me. I had spent seventeen years hiding in the shadows.

Over that period of time I never had the desire to move to the forefront. I knew I had to make a choice, "should I or shouldn't I.

I refused to let those negative thoughts of fear and anxiety poison my heart and mind. I declined to listen to anyone who seemed intent on talking me out of fulfilling my destiny. There was one of my favourite songs sung by Barry Manilow "I made it thru the rain" which was indelibly imprinted in my thoughts.

The day of the re-union

Darn!! Whom am I trying to fool. I'm terrified to come out of the car amidst all the re-assuring from my parents. I know what awaits me in that ballroom, ghost of my past still haunt me.

If you look at me closely you can actually see my heart beating wildly. Oh Lawd! I'm feeling so weak.

I heard the voice in the back of my mind, it's the sound of my classmates from long ago - the very people who are gathered less than one hundred feet away from me; laughing at me beating me down. They destroyed my self esteem, it took eighteen years to stop hating myself.

If I walk through those banquet doors: will I regain the confidence I required? One thing was going for me, I was elegantly attired in my midnight blue dress with everything matching.

Entering the Ballroom

As I arrived at the entrance of the Ballroom, my hands were sweating, my head all fuzzy and confused. Just as my hands were on the knob someone came up and did the honours.

It was Joseph an acquaintance: needless to say he startled me.

"Hi Janet' you look beautiful tonight."

"Hi Joseph, thank you. You look handsome yourself."

"Could I be your date tonight?", he asked.

"Aren't you with anyone?", she replied

"No,I came all by myself", he said.

"Ok, sure you can be my date".

"Well then let's go in", he made me feel a little relaxed.

When we entered the ballroom the lights bedazzled me and I felt a bit disoriented. The music was thunderous and the crowd was tempestuous.

While everyone was having a good time this guy recognize me from across the floor. He approached me cunningly and my heart made a somersault.

"Hi Janet, how you doing?"

"Hi Roger, I'm doing great.

"I see you look beautiful as usual"

"Thank you".

What I didn't know the old crowd was waiting for me. What I witnessed next had me running out of the building and screaming. Luckily Joseph heard the commotion and came to my rescue.

No matter what you've been through in the past, no matter how many set backs you've suffered. Who or what have tried to thwart your progress, to day is a new day and God wants to do a new thing in your life. He has great things in store for you, don't let your past define your future, what you keep before your eyes will affect you. You'll produce what you continually see in your minds eye

This a true story, sometimes life hit us some terrible blows but we must get up dust our selves off and move on. Hope you guys enjoy this.