I walked in the hall way trying my best not to get notice. I opened my locker grabbing my books and my extra glasses because my other ones broke yesterday. Thanks to my bully.
I turned around while closing my lockers and saw Ken (my bully). As soon as he notice I was staring he started talking.
"What boy, got sumthin (something) to say, you scared!? Don't be scared, you was just staring my ass down a min ago."
"N-no I was not" I said, truthfully I was scared outta my pants the way he was yelling at me making a huge scene.
"O. So you sayin I'm lyin boii!?" he started walking towards me.
"w-what I didn't say y-" I got cut off
"AYE KEN, you got this nigga shooked" one of Ken friends said and that only made Ken even more confident. He even smacked on a smirk to.
"I see you got sum new glasses, let me take these from you-" his hand was inches away from my face.
"NO!" Why did I say that. Did I say that. Why am I second guessing this.
"Did you just say......no? " he looked at me like I had four heads
"Yes i-i mean No I mean you can't have these these are my only pare left"
"does it look like a give a fuck. Just give me them glasses before I break your face-" gets cut off
"You won't be breaking any one's face Ken! And all of you get to your class rooms now!, Jacob come with me"
Ken looked at me he grabbed my collar part of the shirt.
" your lucky we got caught by the counselor or you would have been fucked up. This ain't over got it " I nodded
"Ken off of him Now! Jacob come here"
Ken pushed me against the lockers hard knocking all my books I had in my hand down to the floor. I hurried and picked my stuff up and walked with the counselor.
Looks like I'm in trouble
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"Why you let that little boy push you around like that Jacob, I no you don't want to get in trouble but once in your life you have to stick up for yourself."
" but Ms. Letters you don't even no how it feels to be in my shoes and I'm pretty sure you don't want to be"
She took a breath
" Ik Jacob ik but all I'm saying is could you at least stick up for yourself and stop letting others push you down tbh I care about you as my own but you can't just let these people do this to you.....i have one question, what are you going to do if you let others push you down and step over you when you become an adult?"
I sigh and looked up. My eyes were now glossy and my throat hurts alot like I couldn't breath.
I looked back at Ms. Letters and she have a sad impression on her face.
Tears and tears were coming and I broke down.
"Jacob baby come here, come on"
I walked over to where she was behind the desk and sat in a chair near hers she hugged me and I cried.
Knowing that I can't stick up for my self is bad because not only are people treating me bad but I'm doing the same for myself. Ms. letters is right what am I going to do when I grow up. I can't just let someone roll over me like I'm a ghost.
She kept rubbing my back trying to get me to calm down.
"Ms. Letters i-im sorry I promise I will find a-a way to stick up for myself.....i don't want to let you down" I said between cry's
"sweety it would only make me feel better if you do so"
I stepped back and nodded and started to wipe my tears with my sleeve.
"Jacob!"
"huh"
"don't wipe you tears on your shirt your going to mess it up here take these" she handed me tissues
"thanks" I said lowly
"can you write me a pass please and I'll be on my way"
She nodded and got out a piece of paper and a red pen.
I gathered my stuff and took it I smiled and left out the door.
