Dear bully from 4th grade,
I remembered that you were the type of person that I always thought that was cool and to make a fool of myself, I believed that hanging with the cool people, I'll eventually also become a cool person. But on that day, and I remember this like it was just yesterday. Me "trying" to be cool, traveled away from my mind immediately. You were the same cool person who was no one but a bully, you pushed me around in front of the rest of the kids at the park. You kicked me around and continued to laugh at me. You taught me at that time that I shouldn't just hang around anyone nor put all of my trust into anyone you see as a "friend."
Dear bully from 5th grade,
I never really knew of you like that, nor did you know me like that. You only knew of who I was and the truthful rumors of my relationship at that time. You criticized me for dating what the whole school saw my boyfriend as; "the weird kid" or the "the crazy white boy" .. You taunted both of us. You messed with both of us as if you had nothing to do better with your 5th grade life. But, out of all of the taunting I learned something from you as well. I learned that you don't have to know the person or the people you choose to bully. A bully will do anything for attention and feedback of laughter from anybody.
Dear Bully from 6th grade, I must say, you did a good job at pretending to be my "best friend." A really good job. I was completely blinded by someone who said that they were my best friend but really wasn't. No matter what I want wore. No matter how I acted around you or others. You always had something to say about everything. And the dummy of myself just took it without saying a word. I let myself listen to your words and slowly watched my own self confidence and self esteem go down the drain. But why did I do that? I did it because at that time, you were my only best friend and my only friend that I thought I had. But you know what? It's okay. You taught me something that I'll never forget. You taught me that not everybody is not meant to be your friend or to be called your best friend.
Dear bullies from 7th grade,
I would say 7th grade is just another version--a worse, unforgettable version--of 4th grade. I hanged around you all in gym class because to me, you all were the cool people, the more popular people to be associated with. It all started with a hair pull from one. A simple joke which at first, I thought it was funny and I played along with. But after awhile of it being a constant thing, The joke was over for me. They kept doing it repeatedly even after I kept screaming "STOP!" "STOP!" They came toward me and cornered me in a corner and pushed me to the ground and began to kick me like I was some worthless toy as the coach was paying no attention to us at all. I will probably never forget that day. 7th grade taught me to never try to meet the standards of popularity. Popularity means nothing.
The main thing I want to say to all of the people who bullied me over the years...thank you. I've learned that you can never just sit and dwell over the past. You must forgive and forget. Half of this was considered my fault, I was blinded by disloyalty of others during my school years. None of you I sincerely the blame, but at the end of the day. Everything turned out okay over the years, I began to regain my confidence and self esteem back. I began to open my eyes more towards people I see as my friend or best friend.
Dear bully,
I forgive you. And I thank you for your lessons.
