Lately, I've been noticing a lot of sadness in the community around me. This is a collection of real life stories that actually happened, however, I feel ashamed of just being a bystander in almost all of them. Please, do take these matters sincerely, becuase you can make a difference. Now I will stop talking, and tell the stories, there are two of them here. (Also a proportion of this is just exaggeration to make it more 'interesting, also viewer discretion is advisied become there is a curse word in here, and please dont put anything in the comments to correct me for any missing commas, periods, or any typos, I get the point, I make mistakes and I acknowledge it.)


    It was during passing period, all was well, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. I was walking through the halls without a care like I ussually do. However, something didn't feel right. Midway bewteen the halls I saw a person sitting on the cold cement floor, it was like she was crying her eyes out. Her wails of sorrow were disturbing, and she continued to do so until a minute after, when the school staff came. They asked "Whats wrong?" The girl replied back "All my friends called me ugly, even Michael." The rather large man replied saying "Well who cares if Michael said it, he knows nothing." At that moment, another staff member appears, but it was the vice principle. She comes up to the crying girl and says "Who would say that? Dont listen to them, I'll talk to them later, but could you please point out where they are?" So the girl pointed all the way across the hall where four ruffians lurked. One was Michael, the other three were laughing for some reason. I overheard their conversation, laughing they said "I cant believe it! She's actually crying! What a joke!" I ignore them, knowing its not my business, but I felt terrible for not helping at all. In an instant after I left, the Vice Principle comes up to the boys and says "Do you have any idea what you just done!" Her tone was furious, and it scared me a bit. Yelling started to happen, and it stayed like that until I got to my class. I whispered, "Another story to add to my collection."

This story was actually true, except that she wasnt wailing, she was just crying.

Now heres the second story, this actually happened yesterday on Friday

      Class was quiet today, but the students weren't. They were all wondering what their grades on the test were, so they were rather jittery. I was among them, except less tense and calmer. Then, the teacher started calling names of the people who she was giving their tests back to. I waited my turn, and got my test back to see a solid 94% on it. I smiled to myself and hugged my test silently cheered. The boy next to me was very hyper, and when his name was called he toke his test with great haste. He was smiling, then noticed his grade. His smiled dissapeared and his eyes started to become crimson and watery. Since he was the smartest kid, everyone asked him "What did you get?" He didnt reply, instead he looked down at the test and said "Im stupid" and silently cried. I felt bad for him, knowing that if I helped him I could have made things worse. The teacher started reviewing the test, but the boy next to me wasnt paying attention. He silently cursed and covered his face with his arms, and put his head down on the table. He continued like this, even after class ended. I ussually walk with him and my group of friends, always speed walking to get to class first. Today, he wasn't very cut out to do so. His movement was sluggish and ungainly, and he was constantly looking down. Everyone thought he was tired, but then I told them "He's sad." A few of us tried to cheer him up, but it didn't work. When I got home, I wondered if he was still sad or not. "I hope he doesnt stay like this forever" I said. And here I am today, posting this is a blog.

Well, I hope you felt sorry for these unfortunate victims of peer pressure or school stress. This blog was made to raise awareness of whats going on around schools in California. With best regards, I hope you pass the word on of this, and stop pressuring your peers (if you do).