I knew a kid once that every one picked on. every one pick on this kid because he was nice, sweet, and had a gentle hand, and loved every living thing with all his sole. He always saw the good in others, and never said anything negative about anyone. Other kids knew they could get away with calling him names, and make fun of this him. The other kids knew that one he would never get angry, yell back or get in fights, so the didn't have to fear getting hurt in return. All through elementary school this small person was hurt for no apparent reason, he had no clue as to why the other kids at his school were so mean to him all the time, they just were, and there was nothing that he could change. Latter on his family started to do the same thing, but in different ways, like trying to correct every thing that he did to "improve" his little life.

It's really sad what the other kids did to him. the only people he liked being around were the sweet sensitive girls, because they excepted him with out judgment. That's the kind of people this he wanted to have around him all the time. later on he found new people to add to his group of friends, to him this group of friends was like family, they were needed like the air we breath and though his little family of friends he made it to the END of elementary school.