BULLIED

Story 120

I have experienced bullies since I was 5. First I was always being hitted by someone that I totally respect, and it keep affecting my behaviours and my personalities. I'm a talkative person, but still a sulker, I'm not clever, or pretty. I messed up everything! When I was in the kindergarden, I played swing. And out of nowhere, a girl pushed me, caused my head hitted the ground hard, and my nose bled. When she saw me crying, she ran over, crying too, and told everyone I had a fight with her. 

Pre-school. The stage where I knew boy's behaviours. And for the girl, she ended up in a same pre-school as me. She started the bullies, all again. When I thought I have enough, I told my mother, and she met the teacher. Yes, she told them to take care of me. She called me 'Baby', "Coward", and she spread rumours about me.Fortunately, the school has ended. 

 Primary School: The most important change. I didn't knew why this particular pupils has problems with me. Since I stepped into the class, she stared at me in disgust. She stole whatever I had, my money, stationeries. I don't have friends, but every time it's recess, the popular girls rounded me up and snatched away my food. I couldn't fought them because: 

 -They are the daughters of the rich people 

-They are the daughters of the teachers in the school 

 One day, when I was 9, my class was at the third floor, the girl that I mentioned earlier pushed me from the stairs. Lucky her, I got away uninjured. She always said this,"( my real name ), I wonder. 2 years ago you beated everyone to be number one in the class. Now, why your marks are off the charts?" 

 Hurt, I responded, "That because of you, bitch." There's satisfication when I said this. My family, not a normal family. My parents were always fight, and it depressed me. 

 Every day for 6 years, I always met my caunselors. They're nice.

12 years is the point. In 6 months, I will face the most important examination. 

 And yet, another troublemaker. He knew about where my mother came from, and always called names and make fun of it. I wanted so badly to tell my mother, but then, she will make a comparison between me, and my sister. My sister is a clever and pretty girl that worth dying for. 

 Then I had enough. I told my teacher, and he stopped. Well, just for 2 months. There's more I want to write, all the bullies, cuts, that I experienced, but then, I don't want anyone to pity at me. I'm just another invisible, useless girl that ever born. 

 Everyone despises me. I ended up crying at my caunselors. Becaused of my examination and me, stressed and depressed, they took the case to my discipline teacher. As a thougt, I lose the case. And the teacher said that it was my fault. I cried my eyes out from the office, nearly bumped into my headmistress. 

 "( my real name ), I knew your sister" and I just like, URGH! What the helll?! Why on Earth everyone keep talking about my sister?! 

 She seems like noticed the tenses. 

 "Don't worry about him. I'll talk to his mother. Now off you go to your class, study hard and continue your sister's legacy!" 

 I realizes that the jerk was not in the class. After 30 minutes, he came, he held his hand. "My mother wants to see you." he state it calmly. 

 "NO!!" I objected, but he kept persuaded me. And he gave up. He walked away. 

 I took a deep breath, which was interrupted by a high pitched voice. OH MY GOD!! IT'S THE FREAKIN' TEACHER!! 

 She cursed me, she spilled all her anger at me. 

 "Look at you, pathetic. You know that when you make( his name ) met with the discipline, his father will beat him up when he gets home!"