There has been several times in my life that I have done something that I knew was right, even though others didn’t follow. One of these was when I was about eleven. There was a girl that was staying in my neighborhood for a while, who was very kind. Unfortunately, my friends in the area were not so nice to her. They basically bullied her, constantly mocking everything she said and making snarky comments about everything she did. One day, they went way too far with it. While she was on her bike, riding it peacefully down the street, minding her own business, they hit her with their bikes and pushed her into a thorn bush. She was home alone, and had no one to help her with her cuts. After the other girls left, I wandered over to her, and offered help. She gratefully accepted it, and thanked me for never bullying her like they did. I brought her to my back porch, carrying band-aids and a wet washcloth out of my house. I helped her clean her cuts, washing them out first. We are still good friends, and hang out almost every day. The other girls are regretful about what happened, and managed to apologize eventually. They’re not exactly friends, but don’t bully her anymore. That is one of quite a few times that I have done what I know is the right thing, even though others didn’t follow- in the beginning, at least.