Atelophobia

pencil

It was last period
The period I get to wait through
Needing to leave
He sat in front of me
I got pinched once
It didn't hurt
So he thought he had to pinch harder
He did it multiple times
Breaking my fragile skin
He got up and grabbed that No.2 pencil
Running back, he stabbed my leg
The wounds hurt
I screamed, Stop
He moved to my hand, stabbing it
I watched as the blood oozed out of my hand.
I went to the teacher and showed her
She did nothing
I went to the counselor
She did nothing
I washed the wound with water
I came back
The principal wanted to talk to me and the boy
She did nothing
They did nothing to help prevent that pencil being driven into my hand