Childhood (✔️COMPLETED✔️)

Beaten up

I'm Sean, but everyone calls me Jack. I don't have friends like at all. I'm always being pushed around by other kids, older and/or younger which is kinda sad. I moved here when I was in first grade. I'm in third grade now and still don't have friends. And what's worse is that I'm teased all the time because I'm gay, everyone here is homophobic and it's terrible that I know what that is at such a young age. Anyways I'm going to school now, I just walk there because I don't live far from it. I'm honestly surprised my ma lets me walk to school in this terrible neighborhood when I'm barely 8 years old. Once I finally got to school I set my bag down in the isolated area I normally sit at. Soon we had to take our seats with our class to listen to announcements. Once they were almost over the principal said we had a new kid, in my class. Yay another bully. I think to myself as the kid went up to the principal. He had fluffy raven hair and tanned skin. He was kinda cute honestly. "This is Mark, he will be in Mrs. Smith's third grade class!" The principal said cheerful as she showed him to our row. Soon we were dismissed to class. My class got to the classroom and everyone took their seats except 'Mark' since he was new. I sat in the back with an empty seat next to me. Even the teacher didn't like me even though I was a good kid. That's why I sit alone in the back. Mrs. Smith sighed heavily as she turned and glared at me. "Take a seat next to Sean please Mark," she said in a more annoyed tone. Mark looked confused since he didn't know anyone here. "SEAN!!! Raise your hand!!" Mrs. Smith yelled at me, making me jump. I shakily raised my hand, trying my best not to break down crying. Mark nodded and walked over to me. I'm so scared honestly. He looks like he'd be a bully. He sat down next to me and smiled politely. Wow, that hasn't happened in a while. I smile back at him nervously as the class started. "My name is Mark, but you probably knew that already.." Mark whispered to me. "I-I know, I'm S-Sean.. but I p-prefer J-Jack.." I stutter pathetically. "Cool name Jack, nice to meet you," Mark says with a smile. "MARK!! SEAN!! Please do not talk while I'm teaching!" Mrs. Smith shouted at us but mostly me I could tell. She glared right at me before starting to teach again. I could hear kids silently giggling. As the day progressed it was about 10AM, time for recess. "You are all dismissed for recess," Mrs. Smith said and opened the door for all the students. I was the last one out since I didn't want to get run over by everyone. I walked outside to the playground where everyone was talking and playing around. I walked over to a bench under a tree I normally sit at. A couple girls from my class walked up to me. Sabrina, Marisa, Lena, and Laila. "Hey Jackaboy~! What do ya think about the new kid?! He's cute!" Lena said with a small giggle. I tried to ignore them but they kept talking. Suddenly one of the girls gasped. "What if we tell Mark that Jack likes him! Then he'll totally leave him alone and come to one of us!" Laila said with a huge grin as all the other girls squealed. "Yeah sure, definitely helps," I mumble and looked down wanting to cry. Sabrina punched me in the arm, making me fall to ground, my back hitting one of the roots of the tree. I screeched in pain but everyone ignored it. "DONT TALK TO US THAT WAY YOU LITTLE FAGGOT!!!!" Sabrina shouted and stomped my stomach. I held my stomach in pain and started to cry. "Awe is wittle Jackipoo gonna cwi? GO ON BABY CRY!!" Marisa said with pure joy. Suddenly I heard footsteps. It wasn't a teacher and I knew that for sure. But it was Mark. "Hey leave him alone! He never did anything to you!" Mark shouted and the girls ran off. "You ok? I heard your back snap from the other side of the playground!" Mark said and held out a hand for me. I grabbed it and started crying more. Why was he helping me. "Hey don't cry, I hate it when people cry, it makes me feel bad!" Mark says and pulls me into a hug. I hesitated at first but I eventually hugged back and cried onto his shoulder. I pulled back from the hug and felt my arm, it was swelling. My stomach hurt so much it felt like my organs were just ripped out. Gory, I know but that's what it felt like. Then my back felt seriously injured like I just broke it or something. "Are you ok? Do you need me to take you to the nurse?" Mark asked worriedly. "I-I dunno.. i-it h-hurts.. e-everything hurts s-so much!" My voice cracks horribly as I cry harder and buried my face into Mark's chest. For a third grader, he felt really strong. I felt protected. I felt warm. I felt loved. This is weird. "I think I'm gonna take you to the nurse," Mark says shakily as he looked at me with teary eyes. "B-but..!" I stutter but Mark was already helping me up. I groan in pain as I felt a large pain in my lower back. "Ok this isn't gonna work, you're gonna feel a slight pain but it'll be quick! My dad taught me how to do this so I know what I'm doing," Mark says as his left hand went down to my legs and his right hand supported my head. He picked me up. I did feel pain but it was only for a split second until it went away. "Ok you're gonna have to guid me, I don't know where I'm going," Mark giggles. His laugh, it was so cute. Soon we're walking across campus to the nurses' office. Ever since then Mark and I have been best friends.

A/N: DAMN 1000+ words, never thought I'd make a story this long!