I finally get to class even though I'm tarty. I sit down in my chair regretting coming to school today. I out my head down because I have math this period and it makes no sense all of this school stuff is just getting me stressed out.
I close my eyes and think of a place where I can just be better. You know, better. A place where everything will go as planned. I always think about that. Whays going on inside someone's head. Good or bad.... Something has to be inside their head. I fall asleep to the teacher talking about decimals and fractions ; willing to miss the whole lesson for some relaxation. I had a dream this time.
I fall asleep often and don't get dreams too frequently. I had a dream where I was walking down the hallways. No one was giving weird looks or pushing me into lockers. It was a good place. Unfortunately dreams and place as perfect as that don't last very long. The teacher wakes me up a few kids it's before the bell. She slams 3 math papers know my table.
"These were supposed to be due in class. Do them tonight or I'm putting a zero in the grade book. I'm sick of you sleeping in my class" She walks away then sits at her desk to start sending emails. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. The bell rings and I don't want to go in the hallway. The bullies classroom are across from my classroom. I get out of the class right as the bell rings so they can't see me. I sprint past them. I run to my next class and sit in my chair that sits in the back.
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Teen Fiction⚠ STILL IN PROGRESS ⚠ This story is about a transgender boy named Sam. Sam has to go through a lot of struggles because he is transgender. he gets bullied and gets put down by his parents but One day he had enough.... he shaves his head hoping for h...
