The day that change my life

In elementary school, I was the only kid who was not white. I had many friends but none of them were as close as A and J. I tried to be a normal kid but something changed me. It made me shy, worried how others thought of me, and made me into someone who is afraid to share my feelings, how I felt deep down.

It all stated with one person. Back in elementary school, I had a friend named R. We were not as close as A, J or C but we were still friends. Kinda. I went to his birthday in first grade and had a great time with people who I had not talked to a lot. I felt like R could have been a great friend.

Out of nowhere I was blindsided by R. I walked into school one day and all I would hear from him and some other students was …

“No one wants you here,” “Go back to Asia where you belong,” and even “Your real parents did not even want you.” These were just a few of the things they said to me every single day for years. I got teased and bullied mentally nonstop I even thought about suicide.

I held in my pain because I believed every word he said. I never told anyone about this. A and J were not a part of this bullying. My parents never knew this was happening. Teachers had no clue as well. I slowly drifted away from my classmates. The people who I would play with started to abandon me one by one. The only ones who stayed were A and J.

This hate towards a young child at the age of 6 all the way to the age of 10 can scar him. The mental abuse on someone so young can change how they develop. I changed me slowly into someone who became shy and self conscious. I was alone dealing with this pain with no help. This harassment made me feel like even if I ask for help no one would even care.

So i decided to just keep living on. I hid the pain. I hid how I truly felt like I was a piece of trash. Never sharing this with anyone. Thinking how no one likes me everyday.

This bullying scared me cause many of my other problems with life. Yet it created who I am today.