What Counts the Most.

Today I was on my way home from school on the bus and there were some 6th graders picking on a 7th grader... now, I've had my past with this kid and he's not the nicest to me ... well the little girl that was picking on him was giving me a headache worse than i already had and it was bothering me that they were picking on him.. he was crying and i knwe that there was more going on than them bothering him ... I didn't say anything... to him... but i couldn't let them do that any more!!! I mean, yea, I don't like him either but i wouldn't keep pestering him if he were crying... in fact i wouldn't do that at all! well I finaly stood up and told the little boy that was listening to sit down and then I gave the girl heck about it and reminded her that the bible says do unto others as you would have them do unto you. She finaly ran out of stupid comebacks and left him alone... I'm half tempted to go to the kids house (the one that was being picked on) and ask if he's alright, but knowing our past he'd probably just get mad and slam the door in my face.. but I know i did the right thing defending him and that's what counts the most! -Tivid