It's that time of the day again. Getting ready for school. Do I really want to go?
After everything that's been said, I really would just love to lay in my bed and not move. I would really love that. But instead I'm forced to go to school. I know it's going to be another shitty day. As school I get in the car I start crying. My parents don't even notice. They never even ask me how I am. Fuck! Where here. I slowly get out of the car and everyone is pointing and laughing. It's not my fault my parent s have a shit car. We're not rich.
I go up to a bench and just sit there and all in hearing is people talking about me.
I thought about getting up and saying something but I didn't. I was scared to stand up for myself. I wish I had some friends. Some self confidence would be nice. The bell finally rang and I had to start walking to class. My first class was English and the people in my class started calling my nasty names. The teacher didn't do anything, they just sat there. Some day I really wish this would stop. But it won't. Might even stick with me for the rest of my life. I hope not....
We had an assessment due today and they called me up first. I went up and just stood there. I put my USB into the computer and had a video of the effects of bullying.
