September 30th, 2015 monday
I am happy today. I just got a new diary.
Something to keep my memorial thoughts in. Something to remember my past. Something to look back through. Somethimg that holds the past good and bad. And that diary is what I'm writing in.
I love it. School is fun and the teachers are very nice. But there's one girl in class who was looking at me funny. Mabey it was because I had some pennut butter on my shirt.
But school so far was fun!
October 1st, 2015 Tuesday
Today wasint as good as yesterday. The girl from yesterday made fun of me. She told me that my hair was the color of dog poop and my eyes are so separated, that my left eye goes 5 miles west and my right eye goes 5 miles east. And she told me that my skin is so white, that Im the light at the end of the tunnel when people die.
It feels bad for her to say things about me that isint true.
Is it fair that I get treated differint from the others?
10\2\15 wed
I found out the girls name. Her name is tony-shē and she is a little bit darker than me. She always wears braids on her scalp and she has short hair. That's why she has braids I'm guessing. But again today she was making fun of me. She calls me fish eyes-so does everyone else.
I don't fit in the new school. Most of my school mates are all someplace from Africa. Whether their Guyanese, African, or hasian, they all don't except me as a human being.
Tony-shē also told me that I better watch my back, or she'll punch it. And she did at lunch. I got mad but I didn't wanna get in trouble. And its not only her calling me names and bullying me and stuff like that I get humiliated. I also get even more humiliated when every time she insults every one goes. "Oooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"
It is very sad to know that you can't be different without being bullied.
10/3/15 thur
Tony-shē beat me up in the bathroom. I came out crying with tears in my eyes. My hair was messy and I had a split lip. Both my eyes were black.
How could someone do this to one other person just for being diferint?
