Bullying – The Story of Being a witness.

 

 

Prologue-

Just as I expected, Ethan pushed Logan hard down on the floor while Andrew checked his pockets for any money, instead, they found a small box in a gift wrap. Logan stood up shakily to take back his little gift  (which apparently was very precious to him) but of course, Ethan just pushed him back down.

Ethan dropped the bracelet, thump, I expected a crunch but it didn’t come… my spirits soared, the glass hadn’t broken!

 

But after it fell Andrew felt really annoyed (I could see it on his face) and he raised his foot to crush the bracelet… I braced myself, I couldn’t look…

 

 

 

 

 

“Ha ha, loser! Look at his shirt will you Ethan?”

“His shirt? No way… look at his face!”

And with that, they both started laughing wildly. I stopped my run back home and quickly crouched down behind a wall as both of my condos worst bullies – Andrew and Ethan yet again picked on a 9-year-old.

 

Andrew is a tall muscular guy with shaggy, dark brown hair and a permanent wicked grin on his face while Ethan is a small, short but strong guy with red frizzy hair, he wears a gold chain and an evil smile.

 

The boy, whose name I think was Logan, begged Andrew and Ethan let him go but of course, they just said –

 

“Aw the little baby is scared, he wants to go home to mommy.”

 

With a brave attitude, Logan snapped back  – “ I am not a baby!”

 

“Oh really? Let’s see about that”  Andrew said with his wicked grin

 

Just as I expected, Ethan pushed Logan hard down on the floor while Andrew checked his pockets for any money, instead, they found a small box in a gift wrap. Logan stood up shakily to take back his little gift  (which apparently was very precious to him) but of course, Ethan just pushed him back down.

 

“No, no please don’t open that!” Logan said, his brave attitude was wearing out, but Andrew was already tearing up the wrapper. Inside he found another box, in which there was a beautiful glass bracelet….

 

“Whats this huh?” Ethan asked like the biggest jerk  ever  (which he was anyway)

Logan resisted telling them what it was for around ten minutes but in the end, it took a few punches, a couple of kicks and a threat to break the thing, whatever it was, for him to spill the beans.

 

“Ok ok please stop hurting me, I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you,” Logan said crying, his voice was trembling like anything

 

“Yeah so tell us, dummy,” Andrew said clearly enjoying this.

 

“i-its my m-moms birthday today… i-i got this for her,  please don’t break it, please please let me go”  he begged

 

This bracelet was a bright red translucent glass, it had around 10 small hearts and the word LOVE written in block letters… it looked quite expensive, Logan must have spent a lot to buy that sort of thing…

Watching from behind the wall I felt like I was being torn into two parts – one part of me was saying –

 

“What is wrong with you? You know bullying is wrong, you can’t let them do anything to his mom’s gift… So get out of hiding and go help him”

 

While the other part argued –

 

“What good would I do against two extremely well built, strong twelve-year-olds?  I would probably make a fool of myself and they would probably start bullying me too… they would steal my money and – I tapped my pocket, I had my phone as well…”

 

In the end, the other part of me won, fear won.

 

As expected Ethan smiled “Cool, but not

letting you go.”

 

He raised his hand up to throw the bracelet down, and “Noooooo” Logan screamed

At this moment a million calculations went on in my brain – should I jump out from behind the wall like a superhero and land on Andrew with a super punch and take down Ethan with a double kick?

But I really doubted I would be able to do that,  I would definitely make a fool of myself and then everyone would know about how I attempted to punch them but failed, how I was punched instead?  Then I would have no friends! No, I definitely wouldn’t want that…

 

The two halves started arguing again

The first part urged me:-

 

“You have to help him, you are the only one who knows about what is happening, if you don’t help him, who will? You can at least go call for help!”

 

But the other part countered

 

“Are you crazy? It’s not you who is getting bullied, no no you can’t do this they are going to hurt you, embarrass you, you wouldn’t want that to happen, would you? and if you call for help everyone will make fun of how weak you are and you can’t do anything! No-one will like you”

 

In that second – my fear once again won and I held back… Ethan dropped the bracelet, thump, I expected a crunch but it didn’t come… my spirits soared, the glass hadn’t broken!

 

But after it fell Andrew felt really annoyed (I could see it on his face) and he raised his foot to crush the bracelet… I braced myself, I couldn’t look…

 

Right then my friend Peter ran out of the bushes with his arm outstretched like Superman and pushed Andrew aside, Ethan and Andrew were confused for a second or so but didn’t stay that way. They threw him down but he got back to his feet, but instead of fighting back he ran back into the bushes and to the playground on another side… I didn’t know why he did that, but Andrew and Ethan chased him wherever he went.

 

I ran over to Logan and helped him to his feet, collected his bracelet, and we ran off to see what was happening. When we reached the playground a group of 11-year-olds were fighting with Andrew and Ethan and it was was not going well for Andrew…

 

Peter had called for help! and no-one had made fun of him, instead, everyone was helping him. Andrew and Ethan were sent back to their homes and they were given a good beating, from their parents this time.  Logan went home and even gifted his mom the bracelet!

 

That night as I went to bed I looked back at today’s events, how I had seen a small boy getting bullied, how I didn’t do anything to help in the fear of embarrassing myself and making a fool out of myself and finally how someone else came to the rescue and no one had made fun of him.

 

In the end, just before I dozed off I thought to myself with a realisation stronger than I had ever felt before – ‘ do what’s right, get over your fear and help others who might need your help, however you can, nobody can criticise you if you did the right thing, no-one can embarrass you…’

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