It was when I moved into high school the bullying was more violent. I'd have thing thrown at me and get beat up but every time I tried to tell my mum she'd say "I don't care you deserve everything that's happening to you" so I stopped telling my mum about anything, she didn't care about me didn't care what I did or what happened to me. I had the same routine everyday in school I'd go to study session and hope that no body saw me -someone always did- get pushed and shoved round by everyone and go into the class room and sob on the table. The teachers would ask me what was wrong and I would just reply "nothings wrong sir" because I knew if I told the teachers the bullying would get worse and I didn't want that, I thought to myself if only I had my dad with me then I would feel as alone but I knew he was looking down from heaven watching me grow up and every time I cried I felt like he was comforting me telling me everything's going to be okay just like he used.
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The girl who had no one
Literatura faktuHave you ever been bullied? Have you ever bullied anyone? My story is the life of a young teenager that gets bullied and no one cares about her.
