When I was younger, the girl in my class was a bulle, and I was too shy to say anything to them. When I was in grade 7, I started to smoke because it would help me to calm down . When I was in grade 8, my mother noticed i was smoking because I was having I hard to breathing. So she asked me if I was smoking, and I told her why, and she understood me. She told me I must stand up for myself tomorrow at school.So The next day, I started up for myself, and so they were scared of me from that day, and my mother was so happy to hear that.