Oliver Aaron

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"Oliver Aaron" The teacher calls. Unfortunately my name is the first one on the list for roll call. Now every one has a name their ignorant brains can match to the 'weird' boy. I have Cerebral Palsy,a disability with no cure. I'm not exactly the most popular kid in the 8th grade, but at least I have myself. Miss Conner is my Science teacher, if only there were girls in my grade who were so pretty and so smart. Mr McLaughlin continues the roll call and some girls stare at me as if I just murdered their tea-cup Chihuahua. Mr McLaughlin cleared his throat and began to pass out notes to the class... Sports Day. More like lets pick on the kid who can barely walk day. I just want to go home.

The bell rings for lunch and the class is dismissed. I walk to the cafeteria, suddenly I feel my legs begin to collapse and I fall to the ground. I look behind me and there is Kristian Evvans staring at me with his gang of 'Himbos' - A guy who acts like a complete bimbo - 'Hey Stiff' he taunts. 'What do you expect from me today' I reply trying to help my self up. 'No,don't get up Stiff 'he continues to taunt. He and his gang begin to kick me. 'Please stop!' I yell. And they stop my eyes are suddenly drawn to his bright yellow shoes. 'What you looking at Stiff' he looks down at his shoes 'You like my new kicks Stiff?'
The bell rings for Period 6... thank God. You know I just can't comprehend what I must of done to him for Kristian to be so mean.

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