Mysterious Love

nightmare

Its finally Saturday and i am sleeping in...

* asleep*

~ 6 or 7 years ago~
The worst day in my life
I was sitting in class i am in 6th grade
My teacher was calling the office at his deck like everyday since my class is bad but he never teaches us anything

I was sitting at my desk drawing until she came and pulled my hair

I tried to ignore her but the other one came and did to, i should get use to it
Right since they do it everyday.

Everday i come home crying to my mom because of what they did to me

I try to ignore them but they kept pulling harder and kept laughing while the others just ignore it or watched.

I couldn't do it anymore and started crying my teacher never did anything about it he just always told me to stop crying.

So one who works at the office came in and saw me crying and she took me and one of the girls and we were in the office they gave us papers to sign and i wrote everything that they said to me

Once i was done the person who took me out of class told me that i can stay in her office and eat lunch with her

I stayed in there and some of my old teachers came in and talk to me and was worried about me, one of my teachers ask me if i wanted to help him in his class and i said yes

I went to his class and help each of his students with reading and once i was done he said i could come back.....

But when i went back to my classroom everyone was staring at me and one of the girls that hurts me said that the school can't suspend her or something

And i can rember that she called me a snitch but i couldn't handle it~~~~~~
* end of dream*

I was breathing so hard and rolling around my bed crying that my dog was barking at me to make up but i couldn't.

I forgot that jhope was coming over to finish the project and he has an extra key to my house

Jhope came in and heard my dog barking and went upstairs to my room and he saw he rolling around around crying and yelling stop

He tried waking me up at first and then tried again until.........

Author:
The dream was real for me it actually happened to me when i was in 6th grade it still hurts me today and maybe it is one of the reasons i cut but thats not event half of why i do it writing that part made me think a lot an cried a little.

1/28/18