HONOLULU, Hawaii — I had a haircut that day.
It was about 10:30 a.m. and I was standing in the middle of the hallway.
I was in my pajamas when a stranger, who looked like I was about 5’6, walked up and began asking me questions.
He started talking about the school and my hair.
I felt so uncomfortable that I felt like I had to tell him, “No, I’m not going to tell anyone,” because that would have made me feel like an outcast.
But he kept going.
And when he finished talking, he left and I didn’t know what to do.
I just stayed there, because I had no choice.
This is what happens to you when you’re bullied in school, and I don’t think you want to see that.
There were a lot of students and teachers in the hallway, but I was the only one who got a haircut.
The other girls in the school didn’t, either.
I had a long haircut and I told them, “I have to get this done.”
I’m a hairdresser.
I do hair for men, women and children.
I make sure that everyone gets a good haircut and get a good head.
As a hair dresser, it’s my job to protect them from all the other people who are trying to take advantage of them.
I’m so proud of the way that I dealt with it, because the girls in that hallway really appreciated me.
My parents are very proud of me because I got the attention that I did.
In general, people who get bullied are often the ones who are the most vulnerable, and that’s where my parents come in.
For me, being in the classroom has been a blessing.
I don�t have to worry about being judged by other students because I have a family to look after.
When I was a little kid, I would have trouble with the bullies, but when I was older, it just became a big deal.
People always want to know how I feel about it, so I just tell them that it doesn’t matter to me.
I think I’m doing a good job.
They are just trying to do me harm.
They just want to hurt my family and my friends.