Does anybody see me?

Perhaps I shouldn't even exist.

Marc Crosby, aged 17. I wrote down on the page. My hands were trembling—I didn't even know why. It was my final exam, in a few months I could go to college. To get away from this utter shithole is such a blessing.
Somehow, if you were to call Ambrose High the "Deepest pits of Hell", I'd correct you, as it's an understatement.

The moment you walk into the building, you're officially the target for most bullies, especially Miss Dickinson, the English teacher. Everybody goes around saying she's been going through years of divorce papers and tears, so part of me feels sorry—part of me doesn't. Yet again, I did see her having a mental breakdown in her classroom. I was eating a jam sandwich. She noticed me and yelled at me to leave. I then realised I was slowly walking by, slowly eating my jam sandwich whilst staring at her like a fox about to catch prey. The look of fury on her face sent shivers down my spine, so I quickly ran down the corridor.
Rumour also has it she once told a student to kill themselves. If it was Sofia Clarke, I wouldn't blame her. (That is a joke, don't come for me.)
Sofia bullied multiple kids, and she blames her mental health on it.
'I have anxiety, I can't control it Sir!' Insert fake crying. (I don't have any evidence to prove it was fake, but everybody could tell it was. Or at least, I could tell.)

My school is sure messed up.
I once noticed her in the hallways, violently shoving a Grade 8th onto a locker whilst yelling at them. I would tell what happened next, but it might not be so PG. It was a few years ago—she hasn't ever changed though.
'SHUT UP, YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD!' She yelled, 'YOUR VOICE IS SO ANNOYING! JUST GO AND JUMP OFF A BRIDGE ALREADY!'
I saw the kid crying. Poor thing.

Anyway, after the stressful exams, I was walking down the hallway today, when Sofia tried to pick on me.
'Get out of my way, fucking moron!' She snapped, shoving me hard.
'I-Uh, sorry.' I stammered nervously.
'That didn't even sound sincere, do you even have respect for women?!' She pulled at my dark, long mullet.
I shoved her away.
Now all eyes were on me as she shrieked like a banshee.
'How could you? I thought we were friends!' She yelled.
'Sofia, you picked on everyone since you were 16, including me! "Friends" my ass!' I snapped back.
She burst into fake tears.
All eyes were on me.
All of them, staring at me like visitors at a goddamn zoo.
I rushed out, not caring if I got expelled.

I just wanted all those creepy stares to disappear.

I just wanted to disappear.