The Importance Of Bullying In My Life

Every person has a battle, something that makes them who they are. We push through life and we keep on moving. For some people, that means losing loved ones, being bullied, or moving away from everything you know. For me, this was my life. I lost people that I loved, I was bullied, and I left everything I knew. These three times in my life are what make me, me. They define who I am today. Before I was even born my dad’s parents had gotten a divorce and my grandma remarried a man named Wesley Armstrong. I grew up with him as my Grandpa Wes. When I was five we started making more frequent trips to Duluth where they lived from where I lived in Wabasso. I could not really understand why these trips would often include the hospital. Many times grandpa would spend the whole weekend in a hospital bed. I would not be able to sit on his lap because

They told us we were moving two hours away to a town called Sauk Centre. My sisters were sad to be leaving their friends but I was overjoyed. We made the move to Sauk Centre two weeks later and I was determined to make friends. On the first day, I sat in the front of the room so everyone could see the new girl. When it came time for lunch, I sat at a table with three girls that were laughing and seemed like they were having a swell time and they were happy for me to join them. This group became my group of friends for the first two years at Sauk Centre Secondary. When junior year came around we started to fall apart. We did not talk to each other like we used to and we did not sit together at lunch. This is when I found by best friend and we became inseparable. Together we went to movies, sporting events, and Dairy Queen became out main hang out. Sammy and I do not talk everyday like we used to. Although whenever we see each other it is as though no time has passed. We can pick up right where we left off. I know she has my back and I have