Courage Connections

I walked down the empty hallway. I wanted to get my text book from my locker.  I was at my locker, and everyone was in class. I was just about to open my locker when I heard something. First it was a faint cry. Then a louder grunt. My stomach flipped. I knew there was someone getting bullied.  I walked around the corner and I saw a bunch of high school kids crowded around a helpless middle schooler. For a split second I recognized his face, but he turned around. Then I saw his face, wide and clear. It was Tom my friend from seventh grade. The high school kids looked terrifying. They were dragging him around. I saw his helpless face. I was thinking "Go Ashley go and help him." But I was frozen I couldn't move. Tom looked at me like he was expecting me to help him. I tried again. I was speechless. I could not look at what they were doing to him. I was about to turn around, when I heard a small, tiny, soft, warm voice.

"Please help me!" he cried. I could not move it was like I was stuck in a box. My mouth opened I wanted to say something but again nothing came out. They were pulling him around. Pushing him. Shoving him. The words the high school kids used, hit me like a big truck. Tom just let himself get dragged around. My head was on  fire. I wanted to do something about what was happening. But I couldn't. This was making me so mad! I just wanted to scream at the high school kids. My blood was rushing to my head. I was about to cry.  I knew I could not face the big high school kids. They would have beaten me up too. I feel so bad. I see his face being smashed. "Ashley think of something to do," I told myself but after ten minutes, I just stood there like an old lady. "I  have to go now I will get in trouble if  I do not get to class" I thought. I slowly turned around. I felt so bad. I looked around one last time, the last thing I saw was Toms face, crying for help.

Two goals I would like to achieve this year are: If I see bullying happening I want to stop it and stand up for the person, and make sure they are okay and not hurt. Another goal I would like to achieve this year is make sure I tell a teacher or the counselor if I get bullied or if I see someone getting bullied (of course I will try to help them first.) Those are two of my goals I would like to achieve this year.

When I look back at the situation I would have done a lot of things differently. One of them is that I would stand up for the person and make sure they feel confident if that happens to them again, and I would handle the situation much differently now, and I would help the person, and not give up on the person.  

http://www.articles.member.mibba.com/People/1304/Bullying-Kills

Courage

"I'm going to do it," I said in a proud voice. It is a nice sunny day and my family and I invited some friends to come to a theme park with us, and here I stand in front of the steepest wooden roller coaster in the world called Colossus. My sisters and or friends walked into the entrance were there was a long line. We waited and waited until it was finally our turn. "Eleana I am so scared," I said in a worrying voice. "It's fine Melina I know you can do it." Click! I heard the seat belt clip together. " Oh no," my sister screamed,"My seat belt doesn't work!" My head was pumping. I called for some help. There where men in my face putting on my sisters seat belt. Finally they got it and went away. I was waiting and waiting for the ride to start. I had a flashback of when I saw a girl in the ride in front of us which fell unconscious. What if that happens to me?" I thought.
 Suddenly the cart jerked forwards.The roller coaster was slowly making its way to the top. My sister tried to calm me down.  I was so scared. Finally the cart made its way to the top. It moved in a semi circle. The cart almost reached the top when I screamed to my sister "I can't do it Eleana."  I was shivering. My knees a soft as cotton. I heard every single  movement. Sweat dripping from my forehead. "Oh no." I screamed.The last thing I saw was where I was going. BOOM! I had an adrenaline rush. My head was pumping I couldn't wait for the end. " Oh my gosh, that was amazing," I screamed to my sister. The rest of the ride was just pure fun. There where so many hills that went up and down. I was screaming my lungs out. "I can't believe I just went down that," I screamed at my sister pointing at the drop. It is 61 degrees steep, and out of the blue the ride was done. I was panting. Sweating. " That was amazing!" I said to everyone. We all told each other how we felt when we went down the drop. And so that was one of the best rides of my life.
These paragraphs are supposed to be about me having courage doing something and overcoming my fear. And with exactly this ride i overcame one of my biggest fears. Heights. Scary Roller coasters. And know when I think back I remember my sister saying " See Melina you where so scared at the beginning but at the end it was a blast. And I will remember that ride for the rest of my life because now I am not to scared of scary roller coasters. (Maybe just the real scary ones.) 

This is the 61 degree drop

This is the logo of the theme park.


Sources: www2.heide-park.de and www.clickmagique.com