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Personal Narrative: Social Suicide

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When i was in the 9th grade, I saw someone in my class being told not to do this, not to say that, and to generally stop being who he is. When I heard that I was conflicted. It was either to stay low and do and do nothing or to say something and stop what was happening. Once i stood up I went out out and corrected him of what he was doing and why it was wrong, even though it was social suicide at this point. Nevertheless, it changed me forever for what I stood up for and what I stand to do.

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