Original Writing
"Isn't it funny how you wake up in the morning full of optimism for the day, only to realise that this not a fantasy and reality is about to kick in any moment now that's how I feel every morning and staring back at my face in the mirror is my reality check". Rain trickles down on to the streets he hastily walks to the bus stop not knowing what type of torment lies in waiting for him at school. The Bus journeys had been strangely mellower than usual, I had always been used to either being pelted at with the remains of peoples breakfast or being segregated by the rest of the schoolchildren, but today was quiet a little too quiet if u ask me. Something was going on. No one not even he himself could foresee what tragic event was going to happen today.
"Good Morning" said his cheery form tutor Mr.Crollins, sickened me to death how he had constantly ignored my cries for help and still had the decency to greet me in the morning. Somehow my form tutor interpreted my reports of bullying as me being and an attention seeker. After a couple of years stuck in the same place you learn how the system works you get bullied, you live with it, you smoke cannabis, just don't do it in front of an inspector. You want to have a fight do it in the playground teachers are too busy getting high on cannabis with the other Boys too care. I had gone through five head of years in my time at the school. By the time we got to the third the school should have realised that my year group would need an exorcist to get us through the exams but they persisted while I stopped trying. I decided to stop speaking out and moved into a slow death I was a brilliant actor and my speciality was the way I masked my feelings. I never had one day of happiness at school although it looked like I did. They were some teachers who seemed to have some sort of fondness for me or maybe it was just pity I had gotten used to that feeling of "pity". Bullies can do amazing things they can destroy a person completely it's like cancer. First they destroy your confidence then peoples perception of you decreases rapidly then they move in for the kill like the American eagle ready to swoop down on its prey, The third and final step is your Self-esteem the most precious thing we teenagers have and when that goes you start to seep into a state of being terminally ill with depression.
"Isn't it funny how you wake up in the morning full of optimism for the day, only to realise that this not a fantasy and reality is about to kick in any moment now that's how I feel every morning and staring back at my face in the mirror is my reality check". Rain trickles down on to the streets he hastily walks to the bus stop not knowing what type of torment lies in waiting for him at school. The Bus journeys had been strangely mellower than usual, I had always been used to either being pelted at with the remains of peoples breakfast or being segregated by the rest of the schoolchildren, but today was quiet a little too quiet if u ask me. Something was going on. No one not even he himself could foresee what tragic event was going to happen today.
"Good Morning" said his cheery form tutor Mr.Crollins, sickened me to death how he had constantly ignored my cries for help and still had the decency to greet me in the morning. Somehow my form tutor interpreted my reports of bullying as me being and an attention seeker. After a couple of years stuck in the same place you learn how the system works you get bullied, you live with it, you smoke cannabis, just don't do it in front of an inspector. You want to have a fight do it in the playground teachers are too busy getting high on cannabis with the other Boys too care. I had gone through five head of years in my time at the school. By the time we got to the third the school should have realised that my year group would need an exorcist to get us through the exams but they persisted while I stopped trying. I decided to stop speaking out and moved into a slow death I was a brilliant actor and my speciality was the way I masked my feelings. I never had one day of happiness at school although it looked like I did. They were some teachers who seemed to have some sort of fondness for me or maybe it was just pity I had gotten used to that feeling of "pity". Bullies can do amazing things they can destroy a person completely it's like cancer. First they destroy your confidence then peoples perception of you decreases rapidly then they move in for the kill like the American eagle ready to swoop down on its prey, The third and final step is your Self-esteem the most precious thing we teenagers have and when that goes you start to seep into a state of being terminally ill with depression.
