You're Somebody's Hero

Last week I learned a lesson that I'll never forget...  Standing up for what is right makes you someone's hero.
There was a girl in class that was being bullied so bad that it made my stomach hurt. They were throwing atuff at her. Pushing her. Hitting her. Telling her how "retarded" she was. Talking about her so she could hear. Saying things about her that I wish I could have just taken her ears and heard for her. She didn't say anything except "leave me alone". Those words echoed inside my head the whole time I sat there & watched. I seriously could have walked out of the class... I never really witnessed that face to face. But I didn't walk out... I said loud enough for them all to hear "You guys are nothing but bullies". They all looked at me and asked who I was talking to and I pointed to every last single boy and girl that I was addressing. I said, "You're all nothing but big ass bullies. You do this stuff to her everyday and you KNOW she's not gonna say anything to any of you. People kill themselves EVERYDAY because of stuff you all are doing right now. It's not cool. It's not by any means FUNNY, and it sure as hell isn't right!" The boy most recently bullying her said "You don't know me!" And I laughed and said, "You're exactly right. I DON'T know you. If someone asked me about you all that would come to my head is you being a bully... Because that's all you've showed me since I've been in this class. I know NOTHING else about you except the fact that you're a bully. You don't know her either. You don't know what she's already going through everyday that you all might be adding on to. None of you are perfect. None of you do everything right... But when YOU are all perfect and do everything to perfection talk about someone, but until then... Don't say shit. And I'm not scared of ANY of you. I don't care if you don't like me! You don't have to like me!". None of them said a word... The teacher sat across the room shaking her head while I talked. I wrote the girl a note and gave it to her at the end of class. I didn'y know how any of them felt about what I said, and I didn't really care, but it was something that I felt was right to do. It was something in my heart that would have eaten at me forever if I wouldn't have done it. When I walked out of class the teacher said "Thank you so much shayla..." and the woman sitting beside her smiled at me. The word got around and all day people were telling me how good what I did was. I didn't do it to for anyone though... I did it for that girl that couldn't open up her fragile little mouth and do it herself. The next day of class the teacher whispered in my ear for me to stay after class. When I did she told me that she thought about what I did all weekend and told me that she's never seen a student at this high school do what I did. And you know what she said after that "The woman I was talking to that day looked at me when you left and said 'that girl is my hero'"... I didn't even know what to say. Being in Lousiana felt POINTLESS until that day. Maybe god brought me here to save a life. Maybe if I wasn't here something different would have happend to that girl... But I was here... God sent her me. I don't know how that girl felt about what I did, and I don't care, but I know that what I did made me feel better about myself. No one knows what anyones going through. I don't even know what that girl is going through. No one does. I do know that the smallest thing wrong you say to someone can be the last thing they could take because of everything else going on in their life. YOU could trigger their last strike. YOU could be the gun in their hand or the rope around their neck. YOU could could be the overdose. YOU could be the reason. It's something more serious than we all realize. It's real. People's LIFES are worth it. They're young just like us... Let them live. Watch what you say and mind how you say it. Stand up for what is right and never fear the ones who try to show you that their strong... Those are the ones that are usually the weakest. Save a life.