Good but bad.

It was a good day, sorta. It turned out good for someone else, but not really so good for me. There has been a problem with a boy at the school. It could have escalated to someone getting hurt. So,yesterday, without permission from the person who was affected (who wasn't there anyway), I told the principal. I know it wasn't my place to say anything, but I really felt that God was pushing me to do it. Last night the girl affected was mad. Today, we were fine, and we sat in the sanctuary for a couple of hours with her upset, and me trying with everything I had to be a comfort to her. She wasn't bitter about what I did. And she was nervous about having to talk to her parents. I told her not to think of them as parents, but as "2 sticks that love you." ...I at least got a smile out of her. I talked to her later and things were good, we got a boy expelled from school...but things were good. I don't know about him. When I told the principal, I never really though about the kid, I was just thinking of my friend, the victim of it all. Well, I at least learned something today, I now know who my true friends are. My friends are not my fellow seniors who ignore me and are mad at me because i did the right thing, my friends are the people who were directly involved and who love me anyway. I know I did the right thing. I mean, the girl's mom even thanked me and said "u did the right thing." I hate the fact that at a Christian school, I am getting grief from my fellow classmates because I tried to protect someone. And if I was to tell them I felt God was pushing me to do it, then I would be ridiculed some more, and I am in a CHRISTIAN school. If my fellow seniors don't speak to me, then ok. I know who my true friends are now. I only have to sit with the seniors until I am out of there anyway. Who knows what God will do to all of our hearts.