<p>Good evening.</p>
<p>I just began reading my essay after submitting it to my colleges. At the time I finished proofreading and making grammar corrections (I am an international student) I was confident and very optimistic.</p>
<p>However, now I find my essay very bad. It's not about structure or grammar; it's the topic itself. I find it very corny and cheesy and banal. How bad will this affect me? I mean, I can't talk to colleges and say I want to change my essay!</p>
<p>Can you rate it and say if my essay is really mediocre?
Thanks.</p>
<p>Here it is:</p>
<p>"From all the things I have experienced, I am very certain that bullying has been the most impacting of all. Bullying taught me a very important lesson that has been fundamental in my development as a person: Never judge a book by its cover.</p>
<p>I was bullied in an all-male catholic high school. Apparently I was not good looking, and because of this many kids loved to tease and mock me. First, bullies saw my ears as too big. They began calling me names like Mickey Mouse or Satellite Ears; the most common one was Dumbo. Every time bullies felt the need to bother me, they yelled out: Here comes Dumbo! They would then grab me by the ears and drive me around the playground, saying: Come on, fly! I remember that everyone stared at me, laughing.
Later on, new bullies came and they now said that I was disgustingly ugly. They brought a new set of nicknames for me, including Shrek, Troll, and their favorite, Hagrid. Every time they found me, they screamed at me Hey, whats up Hagrid; the tritest question they asked me was: Does it hurt to be ugly? I did not answer. I just stayed quiet, desperate to hear the bell ring.
I was so scared that during many of the breaks and lunch times I hid in the chapel and ate there, praying to God for the bullying to stop. Sadly, I did not notify professors because I was afraid to be considered a cowardly loser by other kids, but Im aware that I should have said something.</p>
<p>Surprisingly, I never felt any negative feelings; I was only scared, and I am thankful for that. If I had felt hatred and anger, I might have done something stupid, like physically attack them, and in the end it would have made things worse.
The bullying taught me that superficial differences between people are pointless and that I should not pay attention to them. That is why I began to dislike any critical flaw and tried to never criticize anyone, because in the end we are not perfect; every person has his or her own flaws, and that is what makes us so interesting. I also tried my best to support other kids who were also being bullied. There were times I spoke to them and told them to ignore the bullies and to immediately notify a professor, regardless of what other kids might think of them.
Lastly, because of bullying I had no friends, but I have been fighting to change that. I started to go to a youth group at my church and I shared my bullying experience with the members of it, and I felt good since I had not talked about it with anyone before. Now Im starting to forge friendships with them, and they are helping me get past the bullying experiences. </p>
<p>Since those days, I have changed my perspective toward many things. Before bullying, I used to point the flaws of things I did not like and then judge them. After bullying, I learned that I am not one to judge someone, and that despite the many apparent flaws someone might have, there is always a good thing that will outweigh them, making them trivial. Thanks to bullying I now try to see the positive side of everything and show people that stereotypes and superficial aspects are no standard in defining a person."</p>