When I was 8 or 9, I started to really like baseball. I sometimes got some scrapes but I never got hurt.One day I was practicing baseball with my next door neighbor when he accidentally hit me with my metal baseball bat. I could not remember what happened after but I do remember the kids in my class’s reaction. They treated me kindly for the rest of the time my injury healed. Ever since then I knew one thing, treat people with kindness in their time of need. No matter what happens…. Always remember that you don’t have to fit in.