As a child, I use to be extremely short temper, but over the time I got counseling and I learned to control my temper, to the point that I am usually really calm and collected.
For my 8th grade, I was in a new middle school since it was closer to home, I only had literally one friend in the whole entire school and I also met one of the most important person in my life, who helped me when I was at my lowest.
I was in the science class, waiting for my test to be given back to me, when I got it, the word “Bitch” was written in red letters. I got up and went to the teacher, then talked to her and showed her what happened. She quickly confronted the class.
I believe they were laughing at me, all I remember is seeing red and screaming, then I just started crying. It was like I did a 180 from the usually quiet and calm girl, going back to to that short temper child that was not afraid to punch someone and go for blood.
The teacher took me out along with the girl who had done it, she first talked to me and told me that I need to be strong and not give in to my anger. I remember thinking ‘Like you care?I hate this stupid school! I hate school thanks to all of you’
To this day, I still hate that school, I hate the principal who is a complete moron and treats the disrespectful kids like they are doing an amazing job, yet the one who should be awarded, as if they were not important.
The person who helped me during that time was the librarian Ms. Jackson, who even now, is someone I consider like a grandmother. She gave me a job when I needed it the most and always listens to me when I storm in the library and need to tell my problems to someone.
That scene, of such an intense bullying during science, which got worst throughout the year that I was stuck there, has stayed in my mind, reminding me to be grateful for the small things.
Today’s daily prompt was “Tell us about a time you did a 180 — changed your views on something, reversed a decision, or acted in a way you ordinarily don’t”