Tanialorreine
I run down the hall trying to escape the clutches of my bullies. My breath comes out in ragged puffs as i move as fast as my legs can carry me. But, I am tripped, trying to catch myself. I guess not.
I have been hurt in more ways than one. Mentally, emotionally, but, never physically. Bullies are everywhere school, home, and the streets. I'm just the girl everyone dislikes for no reason. Maryanne Jane Thomas, My story about my bullies.