Peter laid down on his bed and felt more alone than ever before. He thought to himself ‘‘the only thing to do is to take it into my own hands’’. Peter drifted to sleep with this thought going round and round in his head.
The next morning Peter was still tired because although he went to bed early, he didn’t sleep a wink. He got up and dressed and packed his bag for school. As he walked out of his room and down the stairs he glanced into his mum’s room. She was sprawled out on her bed still, fast asleep. Peter stepped quietly downstairs and into the kitchen where he started making himself some cheese sandwiches. He reached into a draw and pulled out a knife to cut the cheese with. This is when he thought to himself ‘‘Maybe I should take this knife to school to threaten the rude boys with if they attack me again’’, Peter decided this was a good idea and slipped the knife into the side pocket of his bag. Peter then put his sandwiches into his bag and set off on his way to school.
Peter walked up to the gates of school and could see the faces of all the students running about as if they had no care in the world. Peter envied these students and wished he could be like them but he knew this could not be possible because he had been labelled a ‘geek’ since year seven.
Peter took a deep breath and prepared him self to be taunted once again. Peter walked through school towards his form room and as usual kids were throwing things at him. Just when Peter was wiping some orange peel off his face he heard Razor’s voice shout ‘‘Oi geek hurry up and get to lesson like a good little boy’’. Peter stopped suddenly, turned around and fiercely replied ‘‘how about you shut your mouth, you spiky haired, big headed, sorry excuse for a human being’’ Everything went quiet for a second whilst Razor tried to come up with a come back, but before he could say a word a huge sound of laughter came from all the other pupils aimed at Razor. Razor’s face turned bright red and you could see the anger in his eyes as they bulged out. Peter didn’t even break a smile though as h turned back around and headed towards his form room.
Razor gathered up his gang and announced ‘‘right, we’re gonna get this kid worse than we ever have before and put him in hospital’’. All Razors friends looked at each other and Daniel replied, as if speaking for them all ‘‘Sorry Razor but your on ya own this time we don’t want any part of this’’. Now Razor was really angry and he stormed off to lesson fuming.
Break time came and Peter made his way to the toilet. As he walked into the toilet he was confronted by no other than Razor. Peter turned around and tried to walk away but Razor slammed the toilet door shut. Razor grabbed Peter and through him into one of the cubicles. Razor then walked right up to Peter and started shouting abuse at him. Spit was flying everywhere and when Peter reached up to wipe it off his face Razor gave him a hard blow to the stomach. Razor then ran out the toilet and shouted ‘‘You just wait till after school geek’’.
That afternoon both Peter and Razor had Biology together. When everybody had sat down and put there bags outside Razor asked the teacher , in a sympathetic voice ‘‘please may I go to the toilet, I don’t feel very well’’. The teacher allowed Razor to go and as soon as he stepped outside the biology lab he went straight to Peter’s bag. He took out a small tub of maggots from his pocket, which he had bought at lunch from a fishing store and opened Peter’s bag. Razor poured half the tub in the main compartment then he opened the side pocket. He was about to pour the rest in when he saw the knife which Peter had put in his bag that morning. Razor said to himself ‘‘well, well, well, what do we av ere’’. Razor took the knife and slipped it into his pocket, then went off back to lesson.
The end of school came and Peter once again made his way home along the back roads, were he thought it was safe from Razor and his gang. But he was wrong. Just as Peter was bending down to tie his shoe lace Razor appeared towering over him. Peter shot up and took a few paces backwards. Razor moved towards him and pushed him hard. Peter nearly fell over but managed to keep his balance. As Razor made his way towards Peter again, Peter put his hand in the side pocket of his bag and felt around for the knife. Razor laughed and scornfully said ‘‘ha, you looking for this’’. Razor pulled out the sharp knife from his pocket and made his was hastily towards Peter. Razor swung for Peter with the knife but missed. He then shouted ‘‘you’ve had it this time, geek’’. Razor ran at Peter with the knife but Peter quickly stepped out of the way and stuck out his leg. Razor went flying then hit the ground with a thud. Peter waited for him to spring back up but Razor wasn’t moving. Peter ran over and turned Razor over. Peter was shocked to find that Razor had fallen onto the knife and it had stuck into his chest. Peter ran to the nearest house and got them to call the police and the ambulance.
Fifteen minutes later the ambulance and police arrived. The medic ran straight up to Razor and started trying to resuscitate him. The policeman came up to Peter and said ‘‘Hello son, my name is P.C Coppenger. Do you think you can tell me what happened’’. Peter was so shocked he had to force the story of what happened out of his mouth. He told P.C Coppenger ‘‘I was just acting in self defence because he came at me with a knife’’. Peter could tell that the P.C Coppenger believed him by the way he was being sympathetic with him. Peter assumed that P.C Coppenger had come across Razor in the past. Just as Peter was finishing the story of how it all started he overheard one of the medics say ‘‘Time of death four, fifty five pm’’. Peter looked back at P.C Coppenger and said ‘‘can you take me home please’’. P.C Coppenger replied ‘‘I have to take you down to the station first to get a statement from you. I’ll ring your mum and explain to her what has happened’’. Peter sighed and said ‘‘ok then. I’m not going to prison am I?’’. P.C Coppenger sympathetically replied ‘‘I shouldn’t think so. We’ll have this all cleared up soon, don’t you worry’’.
Six months later Peter was taken to court and was found not guilty for murdering James Hubbard. Peter was transferred to a new school were he was sent back a year because of all the work he missed due to bullying. When Peter left school he joined the Samaritans to try help other kids who have to deal with bullying just like he had to.