Rose Valentino

Different and bullied

Well now I think we shall talk more about my past another time as I have arrived at school also known as a place that carries special moments with 'Lily and her friends' . It's where I get bullied physically and emotionally by not only my sister and her group but also the other students who find themselves more better than anyone, well 'perfect' is the word they would like to use while those who were victims of bullying or those who are too scared to jump in , just turn a blind eye on us.

After i took a deep breath, I walked inside to make my way into class , ignoring my father's car engine which seems to die so Lily can come out and go to her class which unfortunately involves being in almost all my classes. But atleast she and her friends aren't in my physics and finance class or I promise I'll be sitting in the bathroom for the whole period to avoid them. They would ambush me and use their scissors or pen to stab and cut me whenever they have the chance if they take every single class as me.

Yea , I know I am thinking too much but thankfully the warning bell rang brought me back to the dark truths of life. I enter my English class with Lily and her followers hot on my tail . But I don't pay attention to them and go straight to the last row near the window so I can admire the beautiful view of free , happy-like plants and trees flow in the direction the cool breeze make them go. I smile at how others are able to have freedom and joy unlike me who feels trapped like a caged bird and empty like a pumped ball , filled with only compressed air without a solid structure to support it.

I envy the life others have but I would rather others living an amazing life and not a horrible, damaged life like mines because they are not suited for it whereas I was long broken and I will say that my life and I are a match made in hell. I was still engrossed in my thoughts when I saw lily come to me in the corner of my eye with of course her minions close behind.

Tilting my head up slightly, I see a hint of evil in their eyes with a huge smirk on their Barbie doll face , whereas one of their hands has a pair of scissors in them. This made me think of all the possible scenarios when I find my teacher ignoring us , turning to continue teaching. I pushed myself on the window behind me to keep a good distance between us but did I ever have good luck? Nope ,I am more like bad luck itself.

After they did their own torture on my wrist with the scissor blades , the bell rang for the break , leaving my bullies to exit class to go to the cafeteria. Once they left , I held my now bleeding wrists and ran to the restroom to stop the bleeding. I rinsed off just enough blood to reveal a deep cut vine which only decides to be revealed for a few seconds until it gets covered up with fresh blood coming from the wounds.

I start feeling dizzy , and frantically looked around for something that can be used as a bandage for atleast a minute until I reach my locker for my hidden first aid kit that is used for these situations. Thankfully when I looked to my right, there was a roll of toilet paper that I grabbed hastily and wrapped it around my wrist enough to stop the bleeding and hide the blood stain.

When I felt it was secured I took it as my chance to run to my locker where I snatched the kit and sprang back to the restroom. I removed the stained toilet paper and replaced it with a new , clean one and then wrapped the last bit of bandage I had left securely above the toilet paper. Just when I was about to leave the restroom to head to my next class , to avoid trouble on the way , our principal's voice rang through the speaker. "May Lily and Rose , come to my office right now! I repeat, may Lily and Rose come to my office right now!" said the principal.