Ricky woke up like it was any other day. He had a smile on his face, wanted to play footy with his mates. I went to school (he's in year 2) and caught up with my mates and kicked the ball about a bit.
When it was lunch for some reason they all fell out with me ( I don't remember the exact reason but something along the lines of not being cool enough or not being good enough at football), all 8 of them circled me and beat the shit out of me.
I screamed for them to stop but it was no luck and with no teachers looking, I was practically dead, but when I fell to the floor and wouldn't get up they got bored. So in a matter of minutes I went from being one of the popular kids to having no friends at all. And that was just the beginning.
YOU ARE READING
d o n ' t t a l k t o m e
HorrorDon't read if you find depressing subjects sensitive. This is in the POV of a soon to be depressed boy called Ricky, who is from Yorkshire.
