Bullies

The news and the internet seem to full lately of this cyberbullying thing. I guess the fact that I don't have a computer at home isn't such a bad thing. I don't have a MyFace or SpaceBook page. Don't write me an ugly comment. I know their names, I just don't care. I don't write e-mails. I wouldn't be blogging if my English teacher wasn't forcing me. I just want to pass the course. See, now that I cae about, because I don't want to scrub toilets for a living. There are lots of things I'd like to have, but Friendster comes low on my list. I get jealous once in a while of the kids who have all the gadgets, the nice clothes, a car, all that, but it could be I'd only be in trouble more often if I had all that stuff. Do you think that's my mother's way of looking after me? Nah, even I can't buy that.

Maybe it's because I have other things to worry about, but I just don't see why you'd let someone writing something about you become such a big deal. Okay, words can hurt, but you have to wash your hands of those people who only want to take shots at you. I know every kid doesn't think like me. I know some of them are really wimpy. If you got a wimpy kid, don't you look out for him? Or if your friend or cousin is all sensitive, don't you keep an eye on him? I could be all wrong. I can't say anybody watches out real well for me. Then again, I can take care of myself. I do take care of myself, so my opinion is the only one that matters.

A Lucky Girl

My mother went to a pary last night, so I went out with some friends too.  We just rode over to this fancy subdivision on the lake and went down to their docks.  No big deal, we just sat on somebody's pontoon and turned on the radio.  It was really nice and warm this time of year.  A couple of the kids were making out, but most of us were just chilling. I guess we played the music too loud though. This old guy came down there yelling at us to get off their property.  I don't know why people have to be so selfish about there stuff. We weren't hurting anything, and it isn't like any of us have a place to go to like that.  None of us get to go out on the lake or anything. Nobody has a boat.  I think the rich people should remember that and be a little bit more generous.  It would be smarter to just be nice and ask us to leave, because a couple of the guys are planning to go back. I don't think the boats will be so nice after that.

Anyway, they ran us off, and who cares anyway?  But then this guy's car had a flat on the way home and he didn't have a spare.  My mom wasn't home and neither were a couple of other people's parents.  One guy said his dad wasn't coming out in the middle of the night to get us and we should all just walk home.  So we did.  I got home after my mother, but she never even knew the difference. I'm pretty lucky, don't you think?

Does it ever surprise you how naive some kids are? I know that I'm out on the streets kickin' it more than most, but still it seems like some people just don't get it. It's pretty tough out there, and you have to pay attention.

Here's what I saw happen. Yesterday I was hanging out with some other kids after school and we watched this carload of girls pull up next to another girl. I don't want to use names here because I don't want anybody to be in trouble, especially me. Anyway, the girl they approach - I'll call her Elle, because she was clueless - she's always getting teased and bullied. She seems okay to me, but she just wants to be popular so badly that she hangs around on the fringes begging for attention. I feel sorry for her. So when this bunch she wants to be with stop and ask her to go for a ride with them, she gets in. Did she never even suspect why, suddenly, they wanted her with them? I even yelled out her name and waved at her to come over and join us, but she just ignored it.


We were still there maybe twenty minutes later, just about to head home, when the same car pulls back in and they shove out onto the sidewalk. She goes down on one knee and it's easy to see her face it all red, so I figured she was crying. And I knew what was coming, so I started walking fast and was almost there when two of them jumped out and were just about to "curb" this kid. You know, right? They slam the head, face-first onto the curb. It really is nasty. Once I saw this boy about fourteen and when he got up after that, he was missing one tooth and another was broken, and his mouth was all bloody. I don't think he ever came back to school afer that. Anyway, one girl came around behind Elle and was about to push her, when the other one saw me coming and grabbed her buddy. They were gone in about three seconds.

Now, I haven't ever hit anybody, but they know I'm not going to lay down either. I let Elle get up, and then I told her what they were about to do. She was crying, of course, like that helps, and then just walked off. Honestly, I hope she doesn't come back to school either. Those other kids will never leave her alone. Maybe I'm the one who doesn't get it, but I can't see why it's fun to mess somebody up. And hey, I'm no angel.