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  • - Jade


    In 2010, I was your typical 7th grader. I disliked boys. I spent more hours daydreaming about supermodel stardom than I did doing my homework. I refused to eat my veggies. And more importantly, I was unaware of the brutality of bullying. Unfortunately, my naivety about the seriousness of bullying would come to sudden halt.

    One day as I walked to class, a gang of girls attacked me. I had stopped to use the bathroom and on my way out, someone grabbed me by my hair pulled me to the ground. I had no idea what was happening. Before I could make sense of the situation, I felt fist against my face. I was being jumped by a group of my female piers. 7th graders just like me. They ripped out globs of my hair, blackened both of my eyes, and bloodied my nose.

    Other student encircled us. None of them helped me. They took out their phones and begin videotaping the kicks and punches I was forced to absorb. They laughed and encouraged my attackers to keep going. Luckily, a teacher rushed in and saved me from further abuse. I was embarrassed, confused, and humiliated. I had no idea what I had done wrong. Why did these girls attack me? Why didn’t anyone help me?

    That day I became a statistic; I was the one out seven individuals who was bullied. I was the one out of seven who was forced to endure physical and mental pain… but something else also happened that day; I made a decision. As I sat in the emergency room bloodied and bruised, I committed to myself to never be a passive member of the crowd. It wasn’t the gangs’ fist that hurt me the most; it was the lack of compassion from the other students.

    Taking action doesn’t make you weak, uncool, a snitch, or any other derogatory name your piers might attach to you. Taking action is a sign you’re a compassionate human being. When we act on behalf of others and our own well-being we are sending a message of unity in the name of what is right. That is why I have decided to use my platform as Miss Teen Myrtle Beach International 2014 to stand up against bullying.

    One voice. One action. Many lives effected. Say NO to bullying.