The 6th HUPE in Storyland competition Ranking

A few months ago, I was walking to school just like any other day. On my way, I was talking to my friend discussing our favorite band. School sucks but at least I have a few friends who help me get through it. When I say school sucks, I don't mean the teachers, I mean the kins that attend this school. It is filled with bullies and other violent behaviors. But back to the story, it was lunchtime and I was just done with history class when someone bumped into me, making me drop my phone. Looking up, I saw a boy, probably my age, looking terrified that he bumped into me. He had brown hair and green eyes. I don't think i've ever seen him, but I didn't get a chance to say anything because he quickly apologized and left in a hurry. I didn't think much of it because I went to join my friends. Lunchtime was almost over when I notised him sitting alone, writing something in a small book. I usually wouldn't look twice, but he seemed so...sad and uncomfortable. He must be the new kid everyone was buzzing about. It must be hard to change schools, especially in 7th grade and having to go here out of all places. Hearing the bell ring, I went to my class and as I was walking by, I saw two boys pushing his lunch tray on the floor. I felt so mad immediately, but what could i do in this situacion? A few days have passed, and nothing has changed. He still sits alone, writing in his book. Bullying has gotten a bit better. Instead of pushing him around, they just call him names. Better, yeah. It makes me so mad knowing that he's probably a good kid getting treated like this. Math just ended and it was time for lunch, finally! I grabbed my food and went to join my friends. I don't know why, but i kept looking for that boy. He was sitting on the other side, just him and his book he couldn't stop writing in. Knowing what it's like, because I've been on that side of bullying, I got up and walked over to him. He seemed shocked that i sat at his table. The first thing I notised was his drawings. Turns out, he's a pretty good artist. The whole book was filled with unique drawings of horror. It was easier to get him to talk about his interests, I could tell he was shy and a bit awkward. I told him I know what it's like, being in his spot and not knowing anyone here. I had trouble making friends because everyone here is so concerned about what other people will think about them. And belittling others seems to be a huge quality for kids today, which is very sad. So, I invited him to our table. I could tell he wasn't sure if i was messing with him or not, but he agreed and came with me. It was harder for him to speak in a bigger crowd of people but slowly he spoke more and more. I told him that we are going to do this tomorrow too, and there was the first smile I got out from him since meeting him. After a few days of hanging out and getting him out of his shell, he thanked me for showing him kindness for the first time in his life, which made me a bit sad, because how can you ever be mean to anyone for no reason. Just because they may be different than you, or don't agree with you doesn't immediately mean they are wrong. and a lot of people don't get that. I mean half of adults don't get that, so I'm not shocked that this is the bad product of their parenting. I was glad he was feeling good and I could tell he was grateful. Since that day, we have become good friends. Sometimes, one small action can help someone feal accepted and valued. If I didn't go to him when I did, he would probably still be sitting alone and facing that. Like I said, making friends is difficult at this age. I just can't imagine what he must have been going through, and how could someone be so evil to bully someone who did nothing wrong for fun, that really shows what kind of person they really are. It's pathetic for someone to behave that way. I know everyone has their bad days, but what's he been going through every single day is not normal for a 13-year-old teen. Other kids just call him names, but the older boys bully him about his mom passing a few years back. I feal so bad for him because I know what's it like not having a mother figure. It's hard, I'll tell you that, The older kids just don't understand what they say can hurt other people. That behaviour should never be ignored, because staying silent can hurt just as much as the woeds themselves. People need to realize that bullying it a choice, it's upsseting how normalized bullying has become. Constant teasing could destroy a person's self-esteem and sense of safety. Words can stay with someone for years, especially when they are repeated every day. Emotional bullying can be just as damaging as a physical violence, even though it leaves no visible scars. If people chose empathy over cruelty, school would be a much safer place for everyone. And that's a problem because a lot of kids here lack empathy, the most cruel skill u can have. There are some bad people in the world that can make u feal worthless, but he learned not liscen to any of them, people who bullyed him says more about them then him. So choosing to be kind and compassionate can shange someones day, even their life so always be kind to others, you never know what they might be going through.

A few months ago, I was walking to school just like any other day. On my way, I was talking to my friend discussing our favorite band. School sucks but at least I have a few friends who help me get through it. When I say school sucks, I don't mean the teachers, I mean the kins that attend this school. It is filled with bullies and other violent behaviors. But back to the story, it was lunchtime and I was just done with history class when someone bumped into me, making me drop my phone. Looking up, I saw a boy, probably my age, looking terrified that he bumped into me. He had brown hair and green eyes. I don't think i've ever seen him, but I didn't get a chance to say anything because he quickly apologized and left in a hurry. I didn't think much of it because I went to join my friends. Lunchtime was almost over when I notised him sitting alone, writing something in a small book. I usually wouldn't look twice, but he seemed so...sad and uncomfortable. He must be the new kid everyone was buzzing about. It must be hard to change schools, especially in 7th grade and having to go here out of all places. Hearing the bell ring, I went to my class and as I was walking by, I saw two boys pushing his lunch tray on the floor. I felt so mad immediately, but what could i do in this situacion? A few days have passed, and nothing has changed. He still sits alone, writing in his book. Bullying has gotten a bit better. Instead of pushing him around, they just call him names. Better, yeah. It makes me so mad knowing that he's probably a good kid getting treated like this. Math just ended and it was time for lunch, finally! I grabbed my food and went to join my friends. I don't know why, but i kept looking for that boy. He was sitting on the other side, just him and his book he couldn't stop writing in. Knowing what it's like, because I've been on that side of bullying, I got up and walked over to him. He seemed shocked that i sat at his table. The first thing I notised was his drawings. Turns out, he's a pretty good artist. The whole book was filled with unique drawings of horror. It was easier to get him to talk about his interests, I could tell he was shy and a bit awkward. I told him I know what it's like, being in his spot and not knowing anyone here. I had trouble making friends because everyone here is so concerned about what other people will think about them. And belittling others seems to be a huge quality for kids today, which is very sad. So, I invited him to our table. I could tell he wasn't sure if i was messing with him or not, but he agreed and came with me. It was harder for him to speak in a bigger crowd of people but slowly he spoke more and more. I told him that we are going to do this tomorrow too, and there was the first smile I got out from him since meeting him. After a few days of hanging out and getting him out of his shell, he thanked me for showing him kindness for the first time in his life, which made me a bit sad, because how can you ever be mean to anyone for no reason. Just because they may be different than you, or don't agree with you doesn't immediately mean they are wrong. and a lot of people don't get that. I mean half of adults don't get that, so I'm not shocked that this is the bad product of their parenting. I was glad he was feeling good and I could tell he was grateful. Since that day, we have become good friends. Sometimes, one small action can help someone feal accepted and valued. If I didn't go to him when I did, he would probably still be sitting alone and facing that. Like I said, making friends is difficult at this age. I just can't imagine what he must have been going through, and how could someone be so evil to bully someone who did nothing wrong for fun, that really shows what kind of person they really are. It's pathetic for someone to behave that way. I know everyone has their bad days, but what's he been going through every single day is not normal for a 13-year-old teen. Other kids just call him names, but the older boys bully him about his mom passing a few years back. I feal so bad for him because I know what's it like not having a mother figure. It's hard, I'll tell you that, The older kids just don't understand what they say can hurt other people. That behaviour should never be ignored, because staying silent can hurt just as much as the woeds themselves. People need to realize that bullying it a choice, it's upsseting how normalized bullying has become. Constant teasing could destroy a person's self-esteem and sense of safety. Words can stay with someone for years, especially when they are repeated every day. Emotional bullying can be just as damaging as a physical violence, even though it leaves no visible scars. If people chose empathy over cruelty, school would be a much safer place for everyone. And that's a problem because a lot of kids here lack empathy, the most cruel skill u can have. There are some bad people in the world that can make u feal worthless, but he learned not liscen to any of them, people who bullyed him says more about them then him. So choosing to be kind and compassionate can shange someones day, even their life so always be kind to others, you never know what they might be going through.