As I finally arrive home I run into me bedroom as a tear runs down my face. “Whats wrong Jeremy?” asks mum in a worried voice.
“Nothing, i’m fine.” I lied.
I lay on my bed wishing I did not have to go to school or I would at least be able to start my whole life all over again and be able to fix up everything I may have done wrong.
Mum comes into my room and presses her hand lightly on my back.
“I want you to tell me if anything is wrong Jeremy, I am here for you, whatever it is i’m sure we can fix it.” She whispered to me.
‘I don’t think there is anything we can do about it, it’s uncontrollable.’ I think to myself.
I lay there silent. Mum leaves my room and shuts the door. I lay on my bed as I think if there is anything that we could possibly do about it. I close my eyes slowly.
I wake up the next morning. “NO, NOT SCHOOL AGAIN!” I yell.
I groan as I get up and slowly walk to my cupboard and put on the ugly clothes that got passed down from my neighbor to me. I keep getting ready for school not that I want to.
YOU ARE READING
Ugly- A bullying story
Dla nastolatkówA story of a young boy being bullied and how his life is affected from it How will he deal with this? Will things ever get better?
