Writing Feedback / Something That Changed Me - Becoming a Bully [13]

There r sum events in life which ...

There are some events in life that influences what we become later in life.
I don't remember what those events were that triggered me into becoming a bully. I am a person with of a fairly strong built. It probably started out as a gesture or a class clown persona, but it constantly kept growing. It wasn't long until my conversations ended with me abusing the other person. Gradually this evolved into physical violence. There was a group of students who hated me and spoke against me behind their back, but I used to justify myself that I only bully people who let themselves be bullied. In my mind, they were without self-respect, or I did not respect them for whatever reason. I had a lot of friends too, or I should rather say, followers who backed me up in whatever I did. Gradually, it became a burden with people wanting to throw me from my throne I had to fight when I didn't want to as I had to live up to my reputation. Everyone was rather afraid and hated me.

It happened when we had passed our 10th boards. Our classes had just begun and people were mostly free and had nothing to do. The school which I attended was an esteemed school, and there were a lot of new students. To pass time we the newcomers. This day is one that I will never forget in my life.

We called that guy and abused him, asked him to imitate an animal. When he left us, he was pretty shaken up. I had wanted to stop, but I couldn't. I was in front of my group, my reputation was on the line. He had started crying, and I was feeling sorry for him. The guy went back to the classroom and never came back to the school.

Some said that he changed his courses, some said he had taken admission in a new school. The truth I found out in a different manner. One month after the incident, I was called to the principal's chamber. When I entered, an old man was sitting opposite my principal. I greeted the principal but he did not reply, instead he gave me a cold look. He introduced the man to me as the boy's father. I was scared, I thought that he was angry and was going to scold me. I was also worried that I might be suspended as he would have surely told the principal by now what had happened. But what happened next was quite unexpected. The father pleaded with me to do something about his boy. He had not come out of his room for a whole month. He just sat in his room and cried when forced to go to school. I realized that I had done a terrible mistake.

Though I went to his home to apologize I don't think he ever forgave me because he never returned back to our school. I later learned that he has taken admission at some other place. Even though I was relieved, I learned that we has the right to bully others, to take the joy out of other people's lives, or to harass them I any manner whatsoever. We should focus our strength and determination on the right track, and focus our energy to help us reach our goals.