I hate to be that weird zen person, but tiny little seeds planted in anything grows bigger, and bigger, and bigger. No, I'm not talking about trees. I'm talking about life. The worst is when something starts out as a joke story. It's just like mono. It gets passed from mouth to mouth, (talking) and by the time its at the last mouth, somebody's hurt.
You can always stand by the side and look at it, and you're doing the right thing I guess. But if you ever get the slightest opening, you've gotta try to put the talking down. Passing it on and talking to you friends about how stupid it is... that's not going to help.
Yeah yeah, I know you already got that super awkward bullying lecture from your principal. (I know, I did too. I get the feeling that she mentioned a pat-down hug or something, but by that time I was trying to zone out). And I know she talked about how you should never be a bystander.
Do whatever you want. I'm just going to tell you that the bystander... well the bystander gets nothing! Think about the movies. The people on the street watching the fight go down? Yeah you don't remember them. They're not significant. I'm not saying to be the bully either, but you have to stop the problems if you can. If you want, go for it and wear a bright red stop sign shirt (just make sure you don't wear it out when you walk places on the streets).
Losing my mind on a tiny error...
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