It’s about what you like and not what somebody else likes. Sometimes, though, not letting certain people get to you can be hard. Fighting your own thoughts, struggling to keep yourself together, holding back tears because you’re afraid they will hurt more if you do. Bullying is a sad reality that affects many people, not only the one getting bullied but the people around them that love them. I would know. It was the summer of 8th grade. The Smokey Woods is a secluded place out in the middle of nowhere that my friend and I only know about. My friend Riley and I love to go there every day afterschool to get away. However, we thought we were the only ones who knew about that spot, but we were wrong. A group of high school boys came out one afternoon and found us. Riley was really trying to fit in with them. He just wanted to be part of something. Every day at school, the boys would make fun of him about his clothes or the way he styled is hair that day. One day, I was with him when the boys made fun of him. We were walking down the hallway heading to lunch and when they just came up …show more content…
I told them where I was and that my best friend committed suicide. I set the phone down and opened up his note and right there in black ink, was addressed to me, Jordan Banker. I shut out everything possible. I wanted it to just be me and him for one last time. I wanted the ambulance to get here fast, but then I wanted them to slow down so I could be with him. Riley’s note started off, “Hey Jordan, I know this wasn’t what you wanted to see and I’m sorry. I knew you would find me because you’re the only person who has ever cared about me. I thought about this for a while and I just gave up on myself and thought it was time. I just want to say thank you for being my best friend and for sticking up for me even though you thought you weren’t.” I heard sirens outside and footsteps coming up the stairs. They made