Writing Feedback / How I was bullied and how I stood up to myself [2]

When I was a freshman, I was bullied - by myself. Every day, I would face the same torture, stealing my lunch money and stuffing myself in lockers. I was even wedgied at times. I would get picked on and teased in front of the entire classroom by myself. Tears rolled down my eyes as I tore down the hallway, and without noticing, straight into the faculty bathroom. However, the cruel fact I learned is that I will never escape from my bully. Then one day, I told myself that justice will be served. I finally stood up for myself, fighting back every time I was bullied. Without the help of others, I learned to be a brave individual who stands up to and for myself. Others around me even looked at me with astonishment, some even fainting to the floor; perhaps they are so shocked at my brave stature, and perhaps they must want to learn from the best of the best! Now my bully has become my best friend. We learned to build vanilla and strawberry flavored ice creams topped with a golden cherry. What I will never forget is the look on my teacher's bewildered face in the bathroom, the look of horror he had when I broke into his stall and punched myself in the face.