My True Life Story

A New Year

Coming back from the holidays I honestly was nervous and scared as to what I was going back to. At the same time, I was hoping everyone had moved past last year and stopped the focus on me and put it some where else for a change. I guess only time would tell...

I was hoping to have another teacher like last year. Nice, caring and kind hearted... I was wrong. This teacher just looking at her gave me the chills and I still remember the feeling I had when I first saw her, I just felt sick to the stomach and new this wasn't going to be a good year.

This teacher when you looked at her, reminded you of a horrible demon crossed monster you would see in a really good horror film. Arms twisted and bent backwards, a crooked nose like a witch, really bad hair style and she always wore long, black clothing, oh and I can't forget about the voice... It was like listening to Hansel and Gretel and the old lady convincing them to go inside her cabin... Okay so maybe I'm over exaggerating on the voice part, but was still bad enough to give you nightmares.

The first day back, the teacher wanted to do a bonding exercise where everyone had to get up in front of the class and tell everyone what we had done over the summer holidays. Everyone seemed to have had a lot of fun from sleep overs with friends to going on family camping trips or even going over seas. My teacher left me until last and she said my name with such disgust which only made me feel worse.

When she called my name, everyone turned and laughed at me and I refused to stand up. I refused to the point she threatened to give me detention for a week. I eventually got up in front of the class and you could still hear people laughing, the teacher did nothing but stare at me and say, "well come on then, we are all waiting!" I took a deep breath and said how I spent my holidays with my nan and pop while my parents worked and my mother was finally able to take a day off to go school supply shopping and that I was excited to spend that time with her. My teacher looked at me with disgust and ordered me to sit down and I slowly walked back to my seat, the seat right at the back of the room away from everyone.

As I walked back I heard, "Are you sure that was your mother and not your nan just playing dress ups?" I yelled back, "Shut up will you!" and you know it, I got detention and sent to the office. The principle was usually a nice old man who was usually very kind. Today he wasn't and you could tell he was having a bad day. I tried telling him what had happened and he stopped me every time and told me to stop blaming my actions on others and accept that what I did was wrong and to never do it again. For the next week I sat outside the principles office in the hallway where everyone who walked past could see me.

Even parents walking past with their children would say to their kids, "That young boy is a fine example of why you must behave in class". I just felt like reaching out and telling them what had actually happened but I was not permitted to speak unless spoken to by either my teacher or the principle.

A couple of the boys from my class would walk past on lunch break and say, "Shut up will you!", in the most annoying voices ever and walked away laughing. No one ever said a thing to these boys about what they were doing... I guess that's the perks of being popular... Everyone including the teachers, praised the grounds you walked on.

My older brother walked past and almost didn't recognise me sitting there until one of his friends said,  "Hey isn't that your little brother?" and my brother left his friends quickly and came and sat beside me. "Jae, what are you doing here? What is going on?" I replied,  "Nothing, I just told someone to shut up". I still remember him saying to me, "I know there's more to the story and if you ever need to talk you can come to me I can help you".

I wanted to tell him what was going on but I knew once I did, he would try and find the kids bullying me and things would be worse. He walked away with his friends and did his own thing while I just sat there staring into space as if I wasn't even alive...
My mothers work load was getting more and more intense and we were starting to see less of her. There was quite a few times it was two weeks at a time we would go without seeing her and she was the one I wanted to see the most... But couldn't.

My step dad at claimed he had been trying everything he could to be there for us kids, but he just wasn't interested. He would constantly make up excuses as to why we couldn't go home and he would drop us off at our nan and pops place and not pick us up until the next day... At least.

The year was getting on and everyone from schools birthdays were coming up and everyone was getting excited and talking about it... Except me, the one person in the class who never got an invite. My birthday was coming up and I gave everyone an invite including the boys who bullied me and wasn't long after the invites went out, all the parents called saying that their child would NOT be attending my birthday. I got asked if I wanted to do something else like go away on a trip or something really special. I asked if we could go away to the theme parks for the weekend and my mother said yes and it made me a bit happier about the situation as I had never been to the theme parks.

It was the weekend of my birthday and I was so excited. I was spending time with my family and my mother was going to be there as well. I woke up and ran down to my parents bedroom to find an empty bed and I was confused and I ran to the back door to see if they were outside. Still no sign of them. I slowly walked to the lounge room to find my nan and pop sitting there and I asked where mother was. My nan was holding the phone and handed it to me. I took the phone, "hello?.." "Jae, it's mum, honey I am so sorry but something has come up with work and we had to leave town to check it out, I love you heaps and I hope you have a great birthday and we will be back tomorrow."

The phone hung up before I could say anything back to her and I ran to my room crying. That day, my birthday, I spent the day laying in bed and didn't leave my room no matter what anyone said or did. My nan and pop tried everything to cheer me up, they even got me a birthday cake and gifts, but I still refused to budge.

That night I left my room to have some dinner but afterwards, I went for a bath and back to bed so I could forget that the day ever happened. The next morning I woke up and walked out of my room to find my nan and pop still sitting there and when they saw me they said, "honey, your parents aren't going to be back for another couple days. We have to pack your bag and you have to come stay with us until they get back". I honestly didn't expect anything else I mean I should have known that it was going to happen. We finally got back to their place and I remember just laying on their lounge just staring at the TV, not speaking and not moving one bit.