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The Mentor in Me



             "It's just the Middler Section", I told myself. "I'll be the Head boy one day.".
             Yet another aggravating factor was the painful reality that the popular repute I had enjoyed among my classmates well till the eighth grade, came to an abrupt, melancholic, inglorious end in the ninth grade. My batch-mates still knew who Nafey was-but this Nafey was no longer part of their social groups. My classmates knew that I existed, but it was only me who knew where and how I existed. Where did things go wrong, I am unaware, but how they impacted me, that I know fully. I was a victim of absolute social ostracism. I was bullied-not physically, but psychologically-the type of bullying which I term as 'silent bullying'. Very suddenly, no one wanted to sit with probably the most popular student till the last year. No one would answer me properly. My class teacher was unsupportive. My juniors would come to me-all with the same question: why didn't you become the prefect. I was broken-completely dilapidated. Every time one would come to me with that prefect question, his words would crash against my ribcage, shattering the heart enclosed within.
             The situations became so tough for me and the world so cold, that I began contemplating suicide. I definitely would have done so, had it not been for three people, who helped me stabilize, became my friends and consultants in those hard times, and provided for me the much-needed solace.
             Somehow, and with great difficulty, the ninth grade passed, and I entered the tenth grade with more or less the same corrupted mindset that I would be spending the life of a loner yet again. I was proven wrong. Some new faces brought me new friends, and these new friends helped me, to an extent, get over the emotional distress that was bugging me since the last year. Of course, they could not completely eradicate the impact the lugubrious events of the past year had on me, but they were nevertheless, able to dilute the effect they had on me.


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