I live in New York. When i was 9 my dad left me and my mom. I have always been bullied sense i was little. I am now a sophomore in high school. My best friend killed himself in 7th grade because he was bullied. My friends were bullied sense 1st grade.
I try to stop bullying around the school. I don't want kids to go through what me and my friends went through. We try to ignore the the people who pick on us. We tell other kids to ignore them too.
It was the first day of school and my alarm goes off. I walk to my friends house to get her. I call my friend.
"Hey April I am on my way." I said.
"You are going to have to wait i am still getting ready." April said. "Can I come into your house and wait for you." I said
"Ok. I will see you soon." Said April.
I get to my friend's house and we leave 10 minutes later. We see our friend on the bus we wave hi. We got to school and I saw a kid upset and her friend trying to calm her down. We meet Stephine by the corner. We get to my locker and a note fell out of my locker. I read it to my friends and it says "Hey emo and your emo friends should leave the school. You people don't belong here." I don't think i should help the people that pick on us.
Why do people have to pick on us? Why me and my friends? Why do they have to pick on other people?
So we went to class and sat by each other. The teacher walks into the classroom we are waiting for the bell to ring. There were other students in the corner talking and laughing. I am thinking what is so funny. The bell finally rings and we are already board.
The teacher introduces her self to the class. She had us introduce ourselves. She walks over to April and asks her to tell the class a little bit about herself. She shook her head no. So my next class is P.E
and April has the same class with me. So we walk to class and wait for the teacher to take attendance. We see two guys that we would like to be friends with. Me and April go over there to talk to them. We became instant friends. Their names are Steve and Bryon.
After school I go home and get a message through Facebook. I got upset and message April. We talk for an hour. She walks me down and then leaves. Then Steve messages me. We talk for awhile and then I have to leave to work at a job. I come home at eight and i eat and get ready for bed. At ten i go to bed.
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Teen Fictiona 15 year old girl tries to fight to stop bullying in school. during this she makes new friends.