Here we go... I thought as I entered the school yard. I took a look at the children running round, chasing each other and the memories kicked in. Damn it! Why can't I just forget like everybody else? I knew why, I had a very strong and specific memory, positive people might say, but not when you have been through twelve years of bullying, then it just screws you up even more.
I put my ear-buds in, MCR was already playing, I never turned it off. I closed my eyes and listened, the flashback quickly faded, and I was back in reality. Well, not that my memory weren't real, it was, but it belonged in the past. I wasn't that kid being chased into the corner anymore, but still on so many levels I was. I still am, sort of. No, people didn't run after me, but yes, they did make me feel trapped and nervous, afraid and insecure. It wasn't just a childsplay gone too far anymore, it was much much more than that. It was bullying on its worst. I turned up the volume, and let Gerard's voice drown my thoughts, making them just an irritating background noise for a while till they all just stopped and left me alone with my music. Alone with MCR.
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Sorry this chapter became really short, and sorry I haven't posted for a while, I've been really busy. I would love it if some of you could tell me what you think, and if I should keep posting. And if you are wondering about something, you can just ask... yeah.. K-bye.
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Teen FictionArwen gets bullied in school. Her thoughts of suicide grows stronger and stronger as the bullying increases. Sinking deeper and deeper into depression, nothing seems to help Arwen get out of it. Her only way out seems to be death. Music doesn't even...
