Back then, some people were mean to me. Sometimes, I stood up for myself. Sometimes, I did not. I just did not know what to do. I did not understand why people were acting like that to me. It took me a while to completely understand the situation. Most of the time, it was because people did not like me for who I am. The hardworking girl. The nicest girl. The energetic girl. The different girl. How people treated me affected me. Sometimes, I didn't care when I should have cared. Some of those painful memories came back to me even though I did not care about them at first. The reason why they came back to me because maybe fate or my sense of self was telling me that I should have cared about it at first. The saddest part is being unable to change the past even though I have found out what I could have done in the past.

I have been told to forget about those painful memories. Every day, there would be a time in the day when I would remember those painful memories. Usually, I forget about them quickly when I do something to occupy my mind. However, I just wish that I can completely forget about those painful memories. I also wish that those painful memories did not happen, but they really did. I have also been told that those people who gave me those painful memories might have forgotten about me. That is true. I do not know what happens to them and I do not wish to know what happens to them. I do not want to see them anywhere especially in college and social media.

In my heart, I never want to forgive them. I was told that I should otherwise the memories will keep haunting me. I guess that is true, but I just cannot help it. I understand that people are young and did not understand things yet, but sometimes, I get tired of that excuse. People try to make life into a drama just to take control, make imagination come true, or bully you. There were people who did not mind their own business. They observed my every movement and heard every word I said even though those movements and words will not affect them and their future. They also were not my friends and family. They used those movements and words against me by telling me that it was bad. I did not do anything bad. People use my good and petty words and movements to make a big drama or weapon against me. Why would people want to pick on me like that? I get tired of that and I believe that these people who do that are the meanest people of the world. My friends and family know that my movements and words are not bad or a big deal at all. I should have stood up for myself saying that I am not the enemy and that they are the real enemy. I know that no one will like them for picking on them, too. I know that those people will not like it if others did that to them, too. So why do that to me and, if possible, to other people as well? Maybe they think they will gain power and attention from others, but actually, they will lose those things as a result.

In this world, one of the main lessons is to stand up for yourself before you lose your power and self-esteem. People should not be mean to anyone in the first place. There is no excuse for it. Even though they do not like the victim for who he or she is, they should still show some respect. They have to understand that every mean word or action that they take will always hurt him or her. It does not matter if it hurts them for one day because it is always very painful. Even if people forget that they treated the victim like that before, they still cannot get away with it because the victim still remembers it. Even though there is no evidence that the memories happened, people still cannot get away from the mean things that they have done because the memories are still real and valid. No matter what, always stand up for yourself to prevent yourself from having regrets in the future.