It has been almost one month now, in fact exactly one day before it has been two weeks,that school is being my enemy. Almost one month since I've felt so empty. Today is March 9th on a Thursday and I am just remembering that I'll be 15 in 8 days. It feels special, but I don't really mind my birthday this year. Being 15 won't change the fact that I'm the worst reputed and hated person in here. I am taking my first steps on the school roof today and people are still, yes I said it, still running away when they see me. For real, I really don't know when it'll end, all of this. It's not funny at all. If it keeps on being like this for the rest of the year, I swear that I'll perhaps turn depressive. My thoughts keep on running in my brain when I see a boy being harassed by other people. He is having some tears, while being pushed on the wall and I hear a very familiar voice, saying:
-I can see that you gained a lotttt of weight, Michael.
It's Félix. This crackhead again. The worst, is that both guys are friends. In fact, the whole gang.
-You are going to lose your chance of attracting your crush...
I decide to stop walking and to face Félix. I won't let him bully anybody, even if Michael was bullying me as well. Me and Émile, who have always been my partner in crime, are looking at each other for a moment and thinking. I decide to not let all of what I am seeing right now become worse.
-Stop all of this right now, Félix.
He is looking at me with a smirk and seems to find it funny. This ruthless smirk of his. Disgusting.
-Go get busy with your nuclear bombs, Alexei
Michael is letting a little laugh out of him and I am not walking away. Félix continue to bother his friend and I am pulling his shoulders away of the victim and look at him, straight into his hateful eyes
-Leave him alone
-DON'T TOUCH ME!, he is shouting. I don't want to be full of toxins.
-Use your brain for once and let him be, you hear me?
-Didn't I tell you to go back to your country?
-Seems like you don't know what to say anymore. What, you are running out of ideas?
My best friend is smiling of pride for what I said and Félix is adding:
-Who do you think you are?
-He is your friend, Félix. Your friend. What kind of friend body shame his own friend, tell me.
-Tell me who told you to mind my business first
-I am just asking. I think you need to grow up a little
When it's for defending someone, I am really motivated
-Let me be, Ukrainian's tyrant. Let's go guys, we shall not be late because of violent man
Michael is staying there while our bullies are leaving.
-Hey, are you okay...?, I am asking while putting my hand on his shoulder
-Get out of me, freak!
He is pushing me leaving, fastly. I feel my heart breaking, because it hurts to see how much I am hated no matter what I am doing. Even when I am trying to be nice to someone who was being mean to me. But I think God would be proud of me, wouldn't He?
-You've done such a great job, bro!, is expressing my best friend when we are walking to get to our lockers
-Well, I tried...
-But hey...
He is stopping me from walking and he is telling me meaningfully:
-Michael is mean to you, Alexei... I don't think it's worth it that you defend him like this. He deserved this! And what is his problem to push you after you defended him, seriously...
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General Fiction"Russia today declared war on Ukraine." Guilt, anger and shame. Is being an immigrant in a western country immediately makes me evil because of what my native country did? Me, Alexei A, will have to prove that it's not. Welcome to my journey. Watc...
