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#truestory #confessiontime #hopethishelps #forayoungerfamilymember I have a big confession which I can't tell you face to face. Not because I don't want you to know, it's because I'm ashamed.
Chapter 1 At my school we recently made a basketball team. You have to be quite tall to be a player. I've loved basketball all my life, but there's the problem. I'm not tall enough to be in the squad.
*chapter 3* I came to oak tree to try and find the charm. "What you looking for bruise fool?" Asked Lucas, meanly. Lucas is the schools bully and pick on me because I faint to much.
Am I so invisible that you can't see. I am standing right here, can you see me. Are you one of those who don't give a damn.
#acrosticbutnotinrightcontext. #antibullying. So you want to hear about my school days. Children and their childish ways. Having fun at my expense. Oh I'm sure no ill was meant.
#TalesFromSchool So I have been thinking and @yamaarashi 's #acrostic has inspired me to tell a few #TalesFromSchool ... Just for fun. Feel free to do a few too, if you want to.
They only care if you're pretty or dead That's what I think They have the power to heal your wounded soul Yet they drive you to the brink How can people be so cruel To turn their back on a friend To...
#acrostic Slept in. Didn't want to go Caught the bus. Hoped it wouldn't show He's at the gate. Nice guy disguise Only popular through old school ties Overpowered. Led to the fence Length of twine.
The girl is told shes ugly. The boy is told he should be dead. The girl is mocked for her clothes. The boy can hardly sleep in bed. The girl sits alone eating her lunch.
To be me. You don't know. What it's like. To be me. Why do you. Hurt me like that. To be me. Hasn't anyone taught you. To respect others feelings. To be me. You don't understand.
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So I received another topic to discuss and to offer advice about. To start you must ask yourself, why would somebody bully you. They gain no accomplishment from doing so.
The next day, I woke up to find that it was only 6:10 and I had to go to school. I really did hate Mondays. “Ugh, can’t I just stay home all day?” I said to no one in particular.
Hello. You think you know me. You think its your job to make my life hell. Really. Oh you do .... Do you. You know my name, Not my brain.
I look at myself, figure in the wind, A fraction in your life, for now, To you, I am but an annoying pest, An unnoticed fly on the wall, You laugh at me, you poke at me, To you I am only a toy.
So this is the next two chapters in the story. Chapters 5&6. Sorry if this upsets anyone... Enjoy.
you torture me so much now, why must that be.
I'm writing this in a bathtub in a plain green notebook crying.
Looking over towards a corner of the large foyer, a sight tugged at Stetson. A girl -The Girl- sat, knees touching her chin, with sleek white headphones barely visible against her pale complexion.
*The boy you call lame works every night to support his family. *The girl you call fat Has a disease and is anorexic. *the girl you pushed down today is being abused at home.
The other day, on the 14th. He tried to bring me cards he wrote. With a little red candy. Taped to the side. I brought him some. Candy to. And we were happy. For a while. The other boys.
My day was so chaotic. Today during gym we were playing my least fave game. The dreaded basketball. I usually love to be me but today I wanted to be my sister because she was awesome at any sport.
She looks in the mirror With a precious smile. She sits by herself And just stares for a while. She's soon starting school And she just cannot wait. She's young and naive And can't predict fate.
I hope I can make it. I need to hold on. I just can't let go. Cant let go of Shawn. As I walk by. They point and laugh. A snide comment. An "accidental" foot in my path.