Hi, my name is Kiarikutaka. I am a college student and I'm not so popular I get bullied a lot. I have light brown which i cover my rught because of something, I have green eyes and I'm 5'2. I had been walking home from my college when u saw a little boy being bullied. They were throwing rocks at him and calling him names. Right when I saw that it had reminded me of when I was little - not that anything has changed- and I ran toward him.

I had ran toward the little boy. "What are you little kids doing", I had said angrily. "We are throwing rocks at this loser", said one little boy. I knelt down to the boys height. "You know, that there was a little boy just like you guys and he got bullied too. But when he grew up he became king, and you know what he did to the boys and girls that bullied him" I said. "What did he do" said the little boy with fear.

"What did he do" said the little boy with fear. "He had shown them the true meaning of kindness and not to judge a book by it's cover". The little boys were in silence. I had even thought about what I said. "You think throwing rocks at little boys is going to get people to like you. Instead why not try to make friends". I smiled. I could see the little boys blushing. "We are really sorry" all the little boys said. "We don't do it again..... I promis". "Now go home ok kids" I said rubbing their heads. "Hey little kid... are you okay". He didn't say a word. "Ok I get it you can't talk to strangers but you should get banged up. Here is a bandaid." I said with a smile. Right after I saw a man walk right next to me. He was very tall about 5'6 5'7 with black hair blue eyes and a chizled face. "Um.... Hello sir." I had said. "This is my brother." he said with a deep voice. "Oh I'm sorry......you should take care of him he's bruised up pretty bad." I said with a voice that I could not explain. "Well little one if you ever need help I walk this way all the time." I had said cheerfully. I heard him mumble thank you under his beath. I wispered your welcome. "Hey nice story. Oh and thanks for helpin my brother." he said in his low tone. "Your welcome, but it should have been you helping him out not me. Take more care of him he is just a little boy." His face stiffened. "Well I'll be going." I said and walked away. It had been another day in the life of college. "What's up barf bag." said a boy named Jonathon. Oh Jonathon one of the college students we grew up together. He has bullied me ever since. There is no need to explain him he is just to rude. And I had snapped right back to reality. "Hey barf bag I'm talkin here." "What do you want I'm so sick and tired of you." What I said had angered him. He almost slapped me when suddenly it hadn't happened. Someone stopped him is was that same boy I met yesterday. "Is that how you treat a lady", he said. "Who the hell are you." Jonathon said. "I'm the New student class is about to starylt you should probably go to your seat" , he said with one eyebrow up. He had sat right next to me. I quickly had said thank you and I turned to the window.