I Am Not Going To Laugh

Posted: 4/1/2013

I have been left out of things and observed as an outsider since I started kindergarten.

I’ve been ridiculed because of my sense of style, the way I talk, and even my imagination. I don’t have any friends that have ever stuck up for me.

On my 13th birthday, I came home crying because everyone was acting as if I had contracted the Black Plague; everybody thought spending even a moment with me would mean certain death. People say I’m crazy and should be locked away with the key thrown away, but I believe any individual that gets pleasure with bringing someone down should be locked up instead and the people who join them because they want to fit in should go right along with the lot.

Everyone has their differences and nobody is perfect but if someone need to bring someone down to your level to be happy, their the one that is wrong, not me, just because I might talk funny or dress weird doesn’t give people the right to exchange words of cruelty towards me and laugh in my face.

People say that right now life is great. That we have machines and other people to do to do the hard work. People in my class complain about not having the newest game or gadget but they always seem to make fun of people who don’t have what they have.

I might not have the richest family in the world but I wouldn’t trade them for anyone or anything. I would rather be dirt poor with a good-hearted family than be filthy rich and have a mean and spiteful family.

I may be poor and not the prettiest person, but I’m smart. I can be patient and when those that hurt me have karma come back at them and they are hurting, I’m not going to be laughing like they would.

I’m going to help them.

Because that’s what a good person would do.

By: Tina