No Longer Being Bullied

Chapter 1

This story talks about a boy called Fredrick Robinson, Fred was a 17 years old student and even though he was just a teenager he have been bullied by a bunch of other teenagers inside the school and out.

They all started bulling him because he is a excellent student and he had a weak personality, but they never got to know him or why did he act this way the fact is, Fred's mother was fighting cancer for over 2 years now and his father died by a heart attack, Fred had no siblings. He was a lonely child, But no one ever bothered to ask about him or even talk to him.

some of Fred's quality's were that he was a very excellent musician, he played the guitar and wrote songs and then when he is done with them, h' sings them. Fred always wrote some songs that explains his life and what he's been through and always sang them in his room.

One day in school, it was a regular day at school Fred was in the bathroom at the launch break as always too afraid to face the other kids, all he did was writing another song in the bathroom or just sitting there, waiting for the bell to ring announcing the break has finished. Waiting patiently for the bell to ring, suddenly one of the kids came in the bathroom, it was obvious he noticed Fred's presence because he started talking trash about him and his mother.

"He's trying to get attention but not able to get it anyway,"

"His mother is just a pathetic excuse to petty on him."

that's where Fred started to cry his heart out without making a sound thinking what did he do wrong to these kids. In the matter of fact he never interacted with any of them, once he tried to do that but they just shut him out or be rude to him, he does have some pride left in him.

The bell rang and the kids got out of the bathroom, and Fred got out heading to the sink washing his face and then started staring at his reflection.

"Tomorrow will be better." He whispered to himself.

He got out of the bathroom heading to his classroom with his head facing the ground not wanting to look at anyone knowing they would just bully him. Even the people that didn't know him used to bully him, he never knew why. was it his looks? His personality? Maybe it's his whole existence.

But yet again, he never knew, it could be anything.