A time I was courageous was when I was being bullied by a kid named Jagger in my neighborhood. This was around six years ago. He would constantly call me names and would often try to physically assault me. I did not tell my mom or dad because I thought it would make my situation worse because he would use that as ammunition to pick on me more. I finally could not put up with it and I decided to punch the kid in the face. This took a considerable degree of courage because he was much taller than me and physically more active. However this took him by surprise and I will able to take advantage of his surprise in order to win the fight. He did not bother me as much after that although we had had considerable animosity towards each other until he moved away the following year. I am glad I finally had the courage to stand up for myself rather than being submissive and getting physically and mentally abused.