My name is Tori Morgenstern. And this is my incidents story.

So, yes as I already mentioned my name and I turn 17 this year. I study in St. Peter’s High School. I am a straight studious A1 student . I wear spectacles. I have won many quiz competitions, Olympiads etc. I like to engage with studies and I am quite sincere towards it. I don’t like to party, involved in gatherings and get-togethers , wear expensive fashionable clothes and do dozens of makeup to stand out confidentially. On weekends I like to spend my time peacefully in my room studying or in the library. OK!! So you got a rough picture about me. You may be thinking I am a complete geek or nerd and you are right. But, is it a crime to be a geek or nerd?? I asked you because my fellow mates think that it is a horrible crime. They called me ‘nerdy Tom’. They hate me because I don’t match with them. My social status is in negative, as I hardy use any. In short yes I don’t have friends. I am the school’s punching bag for them. I have been bullied and mentally harassed for last eleven years here. Not a single day passes when I am not bullied and harassed.

You must be thinking why I am even in this school or why I don’t tell my parents about this. You are right to think that. I even thought about it. But it will be worthless, because my talent of being suffer through this kind of situations is not limited to my school only but the whole city and the neighborhood does it to me. And as far complaining I already did that. My parents went to the principal , she suspended the students for two weeks. I was very happy, but after they came back I faced their wrath. They punched me, kicked me and said something that mentally disturbed me a lot. I learnt a lesson thinking of not getting into such worse situation and never complained again in my life.

I nicknamed my bullies as ‘Bulldozers’ just like bulldozers demolish everything they also demolished every part of me.

Once they threw a bucket of paint mixed with rotten eggs. I was now named as ‘Smelly Smurf'. Then in another day, they threw me away in a dumpster because I won every Track event (yes running away from my bulldozers every single day of my life I developed tremendous speed). After I escaped from dumpster, I smelled like rotten garbage for few days. No amount of scrubbing and perfumes could take away that horrible smell from me As expected from then they named me as ‘The Dumpster Girl’.

I don’t even know till now that what’s wrong with me and why that they hate me so much. But deep down the inner me always answered me to this questions that I am a lot better then them. They can never be like me in every way I am therefore they hate me. But I didn’t listen to my inner voice. I am really flattered! I am calm as well as dump to be going through all this and letting them harm me.

But everything was about to change. It was a Friday, I was returning home from school. When suddenly a group of 10 boys surrounded me. I was the only one helpless girl there and prayed to God to give me strength and took two steps for escape. Then one of them came in front of me and said “Hey! Dumpster, where are you going?”. I replied “I am going to a place called home, bulldozer”. He shouted at me and said “ mind your language dumpster”. I again answered him “why don’t you all people mind your head and go back home? “. That must have pissed him as he slapped me hard in my face and came very near to me with some bad intentions. It was enough for me, I can’t tolerate this harassments more and thought of ending this so I fight back. I don’t know at that point what happened to me as I never fight back to such situations before but this time I lift my hands on someone for rescue. I punched him hard and blood came out from his nose. On queue all boys came to attack me. I fought back as much as I could valiantly. But seriously I was easily outnumbered and felt numb when one of them hold and hit me hard towards a wall. I felt dizzy. I could hear some sounds of sirens and see some blurry cops catching the boys.

I recalled one of my fellowmate said to me “ I don’t know why Tori I hate you or the school hate and bullies you, I think they also don’t know. It’s just a sort of entertainment for them and you are an easy target for it”. That hit me today. They hated me, bullied me, harassed me just because Tori Morgenstern is a nerd and I was an easy target for their sort of entertainment.

Now I am in the hospital bed and my breathing slowing down. I knew my time was coming. But I am happy because I went down fighting. My life was a hell on earth. I never witnessed any miracle but I am happy because despite the hard and painful life I went through I never considered of taking my life away and quitting. Today I feel like a huge burden has been lifted up from my body. And then I saw only darkness but inside I was swept away by a flood of bright and warm light. I can’t breath anymore but my last breath was a relief.

I just wish that my story inspires others not to be like me to be in case of getting bullied or harassed instead speak out and fight. Also don’t give up on life if you are having hard time to survive.

And please don’t bully or harassed others mentally or physically because you now know it hurts and it’s hurts too much. Bullying is perhaps the worst form of crime as well as sexual harassments. Not only that harass the person physically but mentally too. Breaking the person from inside. It is a set back for the person’s life, it’s family as well as to the society.

Tori was a brilliant and talented student. She could have contributed a lot to her family and to the society. But her right to life was snatched away from her by the bulldozers. We talk greatly about Human Rights but do we really follow it ? When someone bullies you don’t be silent, fbe brave and fight back. Don’t be a silent observer too. When you watch others harassing and bullying others stop them. Because Dante said “ The darkest places in Hell are reserved for those who maintain their neutrality at the time of Moral Crises”.