When i was in kindergarten, I was a very nervous boy. I wasn't confident al all and apparently other people could tell. I got picked on a bit. There was one boy that picked on me the most. I don't remember his name but he was a jerk. He picked on me every day for along time until finally I got sick of it and decided to stand up to him. Unfortuanately for me, i came out on the loosing end of the scuffle and ran away crying. When i got home that day, I was sad for the whole rest of it. Finally my brother Sam and his best friend Silas came home and I asked them if they would help me with this bully. They agreed, and the next day at recess, all three of us came. I showed them who he was, they chased him all around the school until they finally caught him and beat him up. My brother gave him a black eye and Silas gave him a bloody nose. I was very happy that day and every day after because he never bullied me again.
