Keep Fighting

Chapter1

I have had a hard time with the social part of school ever since I can remember. The bullying started on the first day of kinder garden. When these 2 girls named Anna and Kimy started calling me names, pull my hair, and geting me in trouble. This taunghting continued all year which afected my expectations for school. Luckly I was only in that school for one year I switched schools to a public school closer to my house. This is where I would spend first through fifth grade. On my first day of first grade I remember having a asigned seat next to this kid named Daric who poked and kicked me the whole day. Within a month of starting school I knew I was different from all the other kids. During reading our teacher Mrs. Anders would take each kid one at a time over to a table in the corner and have theme read these little storys. Then she would ask them to tell her the story they read. Once she got to me and asked to tell her the story I came up with a completely different story than the one she had asked me to read. She would tell me to stop fooling around and to read it again. So I would tell her another story that had nothing to do with the one that was on the paper. Finally she would get annoyed and give me a pink slip. The thing with the pink slip for once that if I got 3 I will go to the principal's. Well let's just say I spent a lot of time in the principal's office. After the about 4 to 5 weeks of what seemed to be not being able to read. My mom took me to this lady who tested me for these different learning disabilities. After a couple of sessions she concluded that I had dyslexia. My dyslexia was severe enough then I couldn't read and wrote backwards. The other kids would call me names and say I was dumb. I put up with all this stuff for about half the year then this girl named Casey made me think I was her friend then a few weeks later she staged me in the back.