This story is purely fictional!
Who ever said that people need to respect everyone and be fair with everyone? I have been a blue dot in a background of Black, I do not belong here nor am I treated like everyone else. This School is for everyone a daily job. For me, it’s torture repeatedly. I wish I was back at the old School but here everyone said it would be better for me… They were wrong.
My first day I walked in my Class tired from saying goodbye to my friends before I left in the Ford-F my parents owned, the others in the class looked at me with disgust. The Teacher presented me to my Class and offered me a seat in the back. Good I thought to me, away from everyone.
In the Breaks weren’t good, there was a group that hated me at first sight, they came up to me pushed me on the ground and dragged me in the Mud, they took my Lunch money and left laughing. I didn’t feel sad, I felt an intense anger and disappointment in me: They look at me and at once, I’m their enemy.
My Mother said that I should get some friends to help me, but when I tried… I found out that they’ve been spreading rumors about me for stuff that I would never do and have never done.
I know they see me as a rat that needs to be exterminated, I see them as cowards. I was back at my old School, my old Town, better at math, but then… I live in fear. Should I stand up for myself? Should I tell the whole School what brats they are? If I would do that, they would make me their primary Target and the School wouldn’t believe me if I don’t have rock solid evidence.
It’s been months of this new School, and I’ve realized that this school isn’t Anarchy but Hierarchy, a Hierarchy built up with fear and pain. The ones top bully everyone at the Bottom layers and the bottom fears the Top making them their Slaves. But I will not surrender to them!
I can’t take it anymore those Bullies took my Bag dumped everything out and broke it this paper I keep for myself. Well, it is time to buy a new pencil case, so I bought one but not for the case but for the Bag of Salt that says “Do not eat”
I will put it in a bit of water add some paint, some Juice of berries that only Birds can eat… And we are done
I go somewhere where “they” can’t find me, and I won’t come back. Goodbye.