Society,please stop bully!

It was a day in the month of June in 2010 when people have many things to decide before part-time to the summer, as the majority of people describe this time of the year decisive : Exams, finals, end seasons.

For me, as a 11 years old boy I wasn't that worried about how or when is this time will be going through. Because I used to get good grades, Surrounded by love and happiness.

Except that tiny bullying that I used to get from a neighboring school football team on the way home and sometimes on the way to school: once they took my lunch, twice I get beat up for wearing a pink T-shirt . They took every opportunity to belittle me and bully me.

Until the last one wich, I can remember very well is when I dyed my hair like "Carrot dudes" as they said .

I did not want to tell anybody about my situation through the year because I was afraid to be looked as weak, especially from my parents whom I love and respect very much: they taught me that : there is good in everybody.

I wasn't that bothered at all for treating me like with a way that I don't deserve because deep inside I know they gonna pay the price, maybe by karma? who knows? The matter fact I have never been into violence or settling problems physically.

So, as I am in the football team I've been told that if our team can get 3 wins in a row we can face the last year champions in the finale which the school where those bullies study in.

Since then, I was training so hard and pushing my self to the limit with my team-mates, I planted the eagerness to win and take revenge, not only for me but for all other who suffered on their hands ....

We had no much trouble winning those 3 games because the hanger and motivation were all over the place .. in the third game we had a lot of luck to qualify and reach the finale of the state's League ...

Yeah! we did impress Specialist and everyone was Praising us.

One week before the event I remember this happened:

At the end of the year party, some of the bullying boys cousins dropped a giant Bowling ball on my right foot very hard that I couldn't walk as usual no more. I don't want to accuse anyone but maybe it was more than just an accident I mean maybe the other boys dragged him to do it.

At this point, I said that I have to make a deal with them once and for all:

which was they will stop bullying me and the kids if we win and if we lost they told me that we have to let them have all team shoes in return.

I remember I couldn't sleep that night and the night after it: I was worried, a bit scared but motivated beccause I promised my team-mates that we can made it .

Until the specified day, my parents, my 5 sisters, my friends, were there to support me and I remember my mother who said to me "whatever it happens I am always proud of you".

The game began and nobody known I am playing with injurie and pain .. I had to take off running in some minutes so my foot gets better ... The game was violent and tough for me, even the coach was suspecting that something is wrong with me, I saw him starting to lose hope ....

Until the last minute, the ball was with me in center of the pitch and I had no chance better than this to challenge the keeper but with what ? with that injured foot ? yeah ! The crowd goes crazy on that strike, I felt like I am in movie or something,

My team-mates, the coach everyone went all over me..and celebrations were set to start .

At that time the captain of the opposite team came to me personally to congrats me and asking me to forgive him about the past .We chillout, we laughed and then we simply became great friends .

"I might not be able to get back the things from the past but that doesn't mean things can't get sweeter .."

This is feels like a dream but I am worried that it is beccause bullying is serious problem for all children over the world when someone stronger perform bullying so he can get it up then he never be only considered as a weak.