PROLOGUE
I lay there; on my comfy bed staring at the damp wall murmuring gently to myself. My name is Bobby Crawford, I'm eleven years old and live with my parents and constantly irritating sister Olivia. My courageous story all started one day at Feathermore High School.
" HEY, poo features!" shouted Bryce , the school bully (who often teased me). I turned around and gave him a filthy glare as if he was a load of dust beneath my shiny shoes. However Bobby did not retaliate as he walked casually past me. Today was another exhilirating day at Feathermore High. (sarcasm)
" Whats the diameter of the circle?" asked the Maths Teacher, Mr Stuart. As I was the only kid who knew the answer, I put my hand up. In a matter of seconds I was being called hurtful names, for e.g Teacher's pet and bunny. I felt the strength within me and let out a powerful roar. " GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR"
WILL HE CONTINUE TO LET PPL BULLY HIM?
FIND OUT NEXT TIME....
