Dear readers.
It all began when I got in grade 5 there was this really mean kid he called me bad words every night I would cry eyes , but I could not do anything because he would beat me up. I really wanted to tell the teacher he was doing drugs but I couldn't. I felt so useless all my friends turned on me but I did have an up side because I had a friend down the street I could talk to! Every night I had a bruse every day I was always in pain no matter what I try to do!!! I was so lonely I was so sad and it's still is going on! 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
True story
