From Target to Archer by Juelz Santos
for the majority of my life, I was targeted, made fun of, pushed to the side, and was told I’d never amount to anything, and how I’d always be the little ignorant kid everyone knew me as. For the majority of my life, I was picked on for my looks, lack of intelligence, weight, about how sensitive I was, how I’d cry over any little thing, the way I talked, my shyness, and my height. For the majority of my life, I was the butt of everyone’s jokes from pre-K all the way to eighth grade until the lockdown happened, and then I guess the streak was finally broken because ever since I started school again, I’ve seemed to fit in perfectly. Recently, I’ve become this archer who puts people in his crosshairs for harsh jokes because, for once in my life, I fit in. Instead of people laughing at me, making fun of me, I know to laugh with them. I know not to make fun of other people or subjects, no matter how insensitive the topic is. I am no longer the butt of people’s jokes. Instead they are now the butt of my jokes. Are my jokes harsh? Yes, the majority are, but as long I’m not being made fun of, I’m okay. I know it might sound selfish, but if you were picked on the way I was for as long as I was, you’d most likely do what I have done to not be picked on either. I do sometimes fantasize about a world where I don’t need to be a bully to be able to fit in, but in all honesty, I’ve been like this for so long that I doubt I can stop even if I wanted to.
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