"Hey you! What do you think your doing?"
Ignore her Rose. Maybe it'll go away.
"Hey bitch we're talking to you."
Be strong and ignore them.
"Hey!"
I felt hands push me from behind and suddenly I was flying towards the ground. I landed on my stomach and arms pushed me on my back. They started kicking and punching me. I couldn't get up and fight. I would be the one to get in trouble. Not them. All I could do is wait for them to stop and go away.
"Your a pathetic excuse for wasting oxygen, you little bitch."
"Hey. Amanda is that you. Get off her."
They ran away and I tried to get up. I knew who had helped me. My older brother, Stefan. He came over and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Rose what happened this time?"
"I didn't do anything. They just came at me."
"Let's go get you cleaned up."
...............
"Rose you need to stop."
"Stop what?"
"Letting them do this to you. I know that you don't want to fight but somehow this needs to stop."
"Dad told me I should ignore it and fighting will make it worse."
"Well I'm responsible for you know. I know you miss mom and dad but you they are in a better place."
"I'm going up to my room."
"You should eat something."
"I'm not hungry."
I went up to my room and sat down on the floor. I have been bullied for ten years and it just keeps getting worse. Maybe if I was never born things would be different. Stefan doesn't understand. He has a great life. Friends who he could talk to at any time. I didn't have friends. Guys stayed away from me. I was the outcast. I couldn't take this pain anymore. I reached under the bed and grabbed a box I pushed under there when I needed it. I took out the razor blade and lifted up my shirt. I took the blade and made a long cut down my side. I winced at the pain but I felt relief. This us how my story starts. I am Rose Salvatore, a freshman in high school and a girl who was bullied
ten years.
