So this is year 6 or 5 idk yeah and there was this kid in primary school I h a t e d (we are friends now so big up him). He used to threaten to kill me, called me a pervert, a psychopath etc.
My mum got sick of it all and went to the school with a list of stuff he'd called me because I wrote it down every time it happened. The teacher told my mum it would be dealt with appropriately and that she understood the concern.
The teacher took me out of class and sat me down with the list, the first thing she said was 'this is quite a list isn't it?" And I nodded. She then proceeded to tell me that half of the stuff on that list was made up and that i shouldn't be mad at him because he didn't understand what he was saying as he originally came from a separate country and was new to our one (he'd been here 4 years I know of and probably longer also I told him those words meanings hoping he'd stop).
She then, after that whenever something happened it was my fault and if I told the TRUTH that I didn't do anything she'd go 'well you do have the reputation of a liar' because of that ONE incident. One time we were on a school trip and these chocolates went missing from a BOYS cabin (it was a three day trip) and then she took me aside and said it was horrible to steal and I needed to give him the money back. I come from a hella poor family so I couldn't do that plus I didn't even take it. The teacher then kept saying I have a reputation for lying and threatened me with detentions if I didn't own up, me being a little bitch said it was me because I didn't wanna get in trouble, I never really did.
There was also this time the cabin key went missing and I wasn't even the last to have it and yet everyone blamed me because I was deemed as this 'liar' the key was later found in this girls suitcase, we thought it must've fell in but the students just accused me of placing it there.
There was another immigrant kid in my year that used to pick on me too, the teacher caught them being rude to me luckily but the excuse 'they aren't from here' still happened. They had lived in England most of their lives, not even knowing much of their home language so I don't know where that shit came from.
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My experiences with schools
Non-FictionSo me and my friend were catching up on some stuff and I brought up something my old school did so we thought about writing a book about it (mostly my idea) because it was shit and this is a mini rant. If anyone is going through any bullying or roug...
