My Own Seat : Part 1
"Hi, what's your name?" I heard someone said. "Who are you?" I ask, looking at him. He laughed and sat on my desk. His friends surrounding him. Is this situation what they call cornered.
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"Hi, what's your name?" I heard someone said. "Who are you?" I ask, looking at him. He laughed and sat on my desk. His friends surrounding him. Is this situation what they call cornered.
I think every secondary school had its scary story that every kid knew by heart...
Emma Valerè, why didnt you just tell me you had history with Jonah and you were EXTREAMLY hung over him?Wouldve made it easier.. -- I shook the odd feeling that Emma was angry off of me.
Feedback guys ?. Please.!. Once at school we got on the bus, I sat next to Maddy in the middle.
#household This guy called Drew Who I knew at school Got bullied more than can be told And all because Of the cruel old buzz That arose cos his butt was of gold.
#household There was once a naughty child, Her name was Sophie-Jane, She was so competitive, 'Trouble' was her nickname.
Spiteful childish words Just for a bit of fun. Look at all the damage That you have done. Pointing your fingers And taking aim. Silly mindless people Playing a hurtful game.
There comes a time when all you have left is hate. No anger, no pain. Just hate. Hate for the bullies that trod you deeper and deeper into the dirt that is now your life.
I don't need your words to feel the pain. I'm not like you, I'm hardly vain. But you tease and you poke. You think it's all a joke. But to me it's more. My emotions are sore.
Sorry this is a quick one :) not sure if its any good, but its more of a filler. More out tonight I promise!!. I took a slice of pizza and placed it down on the tray next to Drew's apple.
I was just told To go commit suicide I won't of course But this was a first Ive been bullied Pretty bad in the past The reasons never showed But this one, made us explode It isn't mean to hurt...
@misslittleDHP Bully of my past Right across from me Does he remember What happened that day. What if he did. Would he hit replay. Or would he stop and Record over the bed memories. What if he didnt.
@misslittleDHP To my middle school bully, Angel Arreola "Go away!" would've better Suited me than my choice of words. Strike one -on my part- Taunting me, without a glance.
May break my bones but words can never hurt me, or can they... Insults, call them what you like but wether your being serious or not, they hurt.
Please Mrs Butler Please Mrs Butler This boy Derek Drew Keeps copying my work, Miss. What shall I do. Go and sit in the hall, dear. Go and sit in the sink. Take your books on the roof, my lamb.
I jumped...again. No one calls me by my real name except for really old teachers, even though I correct them 100 times a day.
Constantly staring at my face, Like it's this huge disgrace. You judge me like a stupid old book, Never getting a chance to really look.
Hi guys, Enjoy. Chapter 20 School Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. I woke to the sound of my alarm clock. Lucas turned to me.
The other day I was walking home and I felt like crying, no reason mind (my eyes just were stinging) And it reminded me of a time when I'd go home every night and cry my eyes out because of the...
When I was little I was called a Crack Baby. That's how I learned about my mom's addiction. The girls in school would tease me about it.
Yep, I'm Dovakiin (Not the person on Opuss!) You know why. Let me tell you. This idiot at school was really annoying me in PE, and I couldn't take it anymore.
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Evil Girl volunteers, Volunteers every day. At the small local hospital On Harrison Way. She does it to keep Her rep as a saint. It's a great rep to have, That she'll never taint.
He cried. It felt as though nothing worse could ever be, and he cried, no, spewed tears. The feeling of the crying wasn't too dissimilar to the nausea he felt during the attack in the playground.