A story to all bullies

Second year!

Hi it's me sky!
I had a great summer in first year going into second year.
I was sort of nervous to go back again. We had just got a new school so I had to learn my way around again. I got lost the first couple of weeks even following the map and timetable we were given.
It wasn't until about Halloween that the bullying started up again. I thought that I had gotten over this. It had stopped! No. It would never stop. Would it.
It held my grades back quite a bit. But I didn't let it hold be back that much. Bad grades we a part of my life. I had other things to worry about rather than bad marks in tests.

It was Christmas by the time I'd had enough. I couldn't take it anymore. I never wanted it to be like this. I developed severe anger issues and started to isolate myself from my family and relatives. At parties I would just sit there. Writing, drawing, doing stuff to take my mind off the anger and rage that I felt from getting bullied from the second I walked into school to the second I went to sleep.

One Saturday, I was sitting in my room as I got bombarded with Facebook messages and YouTube comments. I told my mum and she went to the school that Monday with the evidence of the messages and comments. Them people got in really big trouble. The messages were like
Omg, ur like so fat. Lose some weight. It'll help u get more bfs. Oh wait u'll nvr get 1 haha

OMG go tell the teachers. The teachers will never be on ur side. There's no point. They no how much u lie.

Liar

Ugly

Fat

Stupid

Go kill urself u were a mistake and ur family hate you! Haha!

I hated it so much. I cried all that night and my eyes were really read. My mum took pictures and printed them out. She showed them to the teachers as well. I was so happy. Then when they came back from getting in trouble, the bullying got even worse. They were actually saying it behind my back so I could hear what they were saying. It was awful. I just wanted to crawl in a hole and die for heavens sake. But I couldn't. I knew I had to keep fighting.

My mum asked was the bullying all sorted out now. I said yes. I didn't want to worry her. Even though she knew I was lying she tried not to seem hurt. I knew she was though. I never wanted to see her upset. That's what you get for lying eh? Sorry mum! Love you to pieces <3!

It was almost summer when I had had just about enough with one of the bullies. His name was Billy. He had a friend named Manus McKinnon (aka his partner in crime). Manus was a good guy with a big heart but he didn't want to lose Billy as a friend. So as every day went by Manus and Billy bullied me. Every day got worse. My attendance was pretty good that year and they knew that. I knew I needed to work to get what I wanted in life. Common sense if you ask me. So Manus and Billy came in everyday just to bring me down. In my head I was down on my knees begging them to stop. Pleading my heard out. Crying. I knew they probably never would.

I remember it like it was yesterday.
"Yo, Sky, where's you mummy? Do you need her to hold your hand? Mwa mwa *kissing noises*" Billy mocked. I turned round, red as can be. I was ready to teach him a lesson. I was pumped and ready to go. Fists clenched by the side of each thy. I was like a bull, filled with fury. Ready to run for the red cloth. Billy and Manus were the provokers. The crowd were the spectators. He look one look at my face and cried ,"oooh mummy. Help! What you gonna fight me or what?". I laughed in the face of his pittyness (if that's even a word). This time I wasn't shy. I was confident. Pumped and fuled. Ready to smash his face in. I remember how angry I was. Exactly what I was feeling. Exactly what I was thinking. I ran straight towards him and screamed with my teeth grinding my braces "I told you already, stop calling me that!".
With that first hit he tried to retreat but he fell to the round and split his head open. Apart from that and a few minor cuts and bruises he was fine the next few days. I heard him cry like a baby as he was taken up to the nurse office. It was pretty funny to see him cry because you don't really expect to see a bully screaming and crying like a two year old now do you?

After a few minutes I felt bad. I punched the wall of the HE Department. Miss O'Hare came running out to see what on earth that noise was. Stupid thing was I tried to run away as she spotted me.
"You, head mistresses office. NOW!". She was furious and practically dragged me to the principals office. I was sore after it. No surprise though. That lady is strong. Believe me. She had been serving in the school for 13 years at that time. I think she is retired now though. I must ask someone. Anyway the principal and I had a very long hard chat. Luckily the principal was very nice although she could be pretty fierce when she wanted to be. Me and her and had a lot of talk in the almost two years I'd been there. Most of them were about what was going on at home. Some were emergencies when I had to be taken out of school to see one of my relatives or something. But some were like this. For fighting or damaging school property. I was in tears when I left as we talked everything through about how I was feeling and why I chose to act on them. I had to apologise for my doing and she said "Sky, do you understand that if you ever dare do anything like this again, you will be suspended. No doubt expelled."
I said that I understood and was sorry for my foolish act. She made me say something along them lines. I finally took counselling that she had offered since the middle of first year. But I never spoke a word. I just sat there, grumpily moaning and claimed that I only took it because I was off my head and asking could I leave. I hated it at the time. Come to think of it I don't know why I didn't speak. It would have helped me.

Again like first year I was ready to go off and enjoy my summer

Hi! It's only me! The author of this!
I just want to say that the context of the story will change throughout (if that's the right word for it). Basically what I'm trying to say is third year and so on will be diary like as Sky kept a diary of her thoughts life and feelings. Have a good day/night. Toodles :) !