I Was Once Bullied

While I was young, I was loving, caring, gentle but playful. The thing was, everyone wanted to be my friend. Teachers, pupils, everyone.

I was posh. Yes, the posh girl with food flask and water bottle (I still use food flask anyways, yeah). I had a pink lunch box that always had biscuit and Capri sonne. My sister and I never missed it. I had the latest phone then; Nokia 3310, and I took it to school everyday. You see why I said everyone wanted to be my friend?

My school was one of the popular schools in Ikeja, Lagos. But, it wasn't a private school sha.

I won't forget to say my school was the most beautiful too. We had 'jingle overs', a field and so much toys. We had labs too. We didn't have a secondary school.

I loved my school so much I made sure my youngest sister attended when she was born. The school got bigger and leveled up in standard.

Back to while I was in school, Boluwatife and Halima were my friends, Gbemisola was anyone's friend, so far it was your birthday. Lol. We were really small in size and we were the posh babes in primary 3B.

I played with Halima and Bolu only when I felt like because I had a serious tormentor.

Michael was a tall boy. He was friends with Hammed and Michelle. I didn't like him, his eyes were too dark and he was taller than me. Worst of all, he was a bully.

During break time, I ate my biscuit and caprisonne at the play ground so the break isn't over before I'm done in class. Michael will come, snatch my biscuit from me and run away. 

Shebi it would have been better if he begged me, I would have given him. I was too innocent not to, I thought.

He broke the camel's back when he snatched my biscuit one day, threw it to the ground and smashed it with his legs.

Its not like I beat him after, like I sounded, I just had to start hiding in corners of the school to eat my biscuit peacefully, till I left that school.

6 years later, I saw Michael at the market, he was a bigger boy and undeniably handsome, I ran after him to say Hi since its been a long time. He saw me. And as I tried to catch up with him, he covered his face with his hands and ran away.

Since then, I never saw Michael.

What goes around, comes around.

Abayomi Adeola Della

Abayomi Adeola Della is a Life & Business Coach. She engages Content Development to bring ideas to life.

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