My parents and I went to school today. We sent a letter of appeal to our principal, requesting for transfer of sections. I'm not very close to our principal and I think only a few girls are, for St. Paul is a very big school.

I was nervous and negative thoughts came pouring down. I clutched my stomach and looked at my parents skittishly. In a few moments, I would know the results. My fate would be decided.

After giving a brief history of my high school life, our principal finally came to a conclusion. She would have a meeting with the other teachers and our guidance counselor. Then they will decide where to put me. They didn't promise to put me in the same section with my friends.

While I told our principal the issue, I broke down to tears. I willed myself to stop crying, but it didn't work. I felt their sympathy, and right before my eyes, our own school principal turned to a mother from a strict disciplinarian. She said that her heart reached out to people who were experiencing the same pain I've endured.

When we left the office, I began to cry again. Then the principal came out of the office. She asked why I was still crying. Despite the snot and tears streaked on my face, I turned to her and told her the bravest snap decision I had ever made. I bet it even surprised my parents.

I told her to revoke the letter. I told her that I would face my section. It's where God put me and once God has given me a job, my task is to accept it and to finish it with EXCELLENCE. Mediocrity was so out of the question.

I could tell that they were proud of me. I took a very big chance, and it was just the beginning. I had a lot to face for the next ten months. My principal promised to look out for me and I felt touched by her offer.

I am prepared to struggle and face the challenge. I believe that I made a decision that I won't regret-- ever. I place all my burdens at the feet of Jesus. Let my cup of suffering be taken away from me, for I have died to self.

Where God puts me is always the best place; in his perfect timing. Besides, everything has its season, everything happens for a reason. I'm going to face them, with renewed purpose and determination. I'm going to excel and be kind and forgiving to them as well. I won't mess up, and I accept this challenge.

They can humiliate me, shame me, take all my friends away from me, say all they want about me, destroy my reputation, label me, bully me.. But they can NEVER break me. I am not a quitter. I am simply going to finish this race in a CLEAN and FAIR manner. They can never make me quit.

I'm going to reach the finish line feeling victorious. I shall fight this battle with the help of my God. For my God is bigger than they are. After all, I shouldn't be afraid of these girls. I should be afraid of the creator who can annihilate his creations in a blink of an eye.

To all those who have been bullied, do not fret. Your time will come soon.

In life, we will all be faced by similar challenges, but I believe that we will all surpass them victoriously. We have a God of faithfulness and without injustice.

I may have died to self. Dying is never easy, but Resurrection is sure to come.

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