School's out for the summer. Everyone is set free to go do whatever they want. Spend time with their families, friends, and whoever else. Go on vacations. Anyways, I found out that I am going to a different elementary school because I needed "OT". Why? I am not too sure. To this day, it is still confusing to me. I was upset that I left my (original) elementary school because it was convenient for me and my parents. I didn't have much friends at the time, so actually it didn't matter to me. I was nervous to go to a new elementary school for 2 years. I left my old elementary school when I was in kindergarten. They said that they needed me there for 1st & 2nd grade. I was excited and didn't have enough patience to come back to my original school. My new one that I attended for 2 years, got nothing but the same attitudes from the other one. My other one (my original school). My newer school was awful. They were nothing but bullies too. It's like they knew I was coming. The new kid in the building. As soon as they saw me, they looked the other way. The parents looked at me like I came from another planet because I wasn't from the "Park" area of the neighborhood. The big 2 years I was there, every Halloween or holiday, any sort of school event, I always got left out. They took very little pictures of me with the kids. The class moms didn't pay attention to me. Again, I was like a mirage sitting in a classroom. My teacher put me in a table with kids so that way I wouldn't feel alone. I felt that way anyway. NO kids from Fairfield were there. Except for 1 person, but I didn't know them well. It was funny talking to anyone. Very awkward. All I did everyday was in the morning I woke up, got dressed, go on the bus, & go to school. That was my routine everyday. As I mentioned in Chapt. 1, that my mother bought me beautiful outfits and matching hair accessories. The kids were either jealous of me, or they liked making fun of me. It was probably a jealousy thing. Especially with the girls. I am not too sure what the guys problem was, but whatever it was, it certainly wasn't kosher at all. In my classroom, they looked at me up and down. The only ones that were nice to me were the school nurse and my teachers. Everyone else thought who they were towards me. Some kids ignored me, they snubbed me on the playground, and they didn't let me play board games with them in the classroom. Yet, I always offered if kids were ever alone to play or draw with me during recess. Anytime in the classroom. They looked and laughed IN MY FACE!!! I remember one day during recess, I was hanging out on the playground (by myself) the usual. Some kid (forgot the name) PURPOSELY knocked me over like I was some type of bowling pin. I fell on the ground, and I bruised my knee. I was bleeding so bad to the point where I needed a million tissues to cover it up, plus a huge bandage. I was crying all the way to the nurses's office because of course I would be in A LOT of pain. It was stinging me. It felt like a army of knives going into my knee. No one said sorry, oh I hope you feel better soon. Nothing. Absolutely nothing came out of their mouths. The only thing that came out of their mouths were mean, nasty gossip about me. All the time. Nothing positive. Not one soul in that whole school was to be seen. Only me.
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The Life In A Teenage Girl's Eyes
Non-FictionIn My Book, You Will Be Experiencing The Life Of A Young Teenage Girl.