| The Bully |
| �Get out Tom! I�m not in the mood for your everlasting fun and games! I�ve had a full weeks worth of�� Sorry about that I�m just not in the mood for his everlasting fun and games right now. I�m thirteen years old and I�m just starting my second year of high school and I have had a full week of bullying, because of my height. I am the smallest in my family and in most if not all of my classes at school. I�ll tell you how it all started ~ It was my second week back from second term at school when some person started up a rumour about me having something wrong with me. I know that there isn�t. That person (I�m not saying whom right now) told someone, who told someone else, who told someone else� You know how it spreads about the place very quickly). At first it was just name-calling. I can put up with that because I can just ignore them and try to get on with my work. But when it started to get physical I really started to feel angry and annoyed. I wanted to hit them all back as hard as I could, but I knew I would just get hit back even harder which could and probably would have led to a big fight. So I just had to put up with it. When I got home I just through my school bag to the back of the cupboard and lay on the sofa with a cup of tea thinking and worrying about tomorrow: What would happen the next day? What limb would get hurt tomorrow? Should I tell anyone about the bulling? I felt sick thinking about it so I just tried to do my homework instead. After about three-quarters of an hour of homework I finally gave up and fell asleep. Next day I heard my mum shouting �Right Boys, Time to get up!� I didn�t want to get up out of my lovely soft warm cosy bed but I knew that my education was more important. So I went to school anyway. I walked into my registration class feeling happy. And my `Welcome` was �Hey! Short, punk. That really made my day (I don�t think). It made me really mad. When I was heading for my third class I got pushed up the stairs, so I obviously fell UP the stairs and made a right fool of my self. Everyone was laughing and giggling at me. I actually felt like crying-Not because it was sore but because I made such a fool of my self In third class I looked at my timetable it was French next and I was sitting beside the boy who started the rumour, Andrew McWilson. I was again pushed, down the stairs this time. I fell over and hurt my shin. After a bit I carried on down the stairs to my next class. When I got into French and sat down I realised that he wasn�t there. I felt like shouting out �Yes!� but I didn�t, I just shouted it out into my self (if you know what I mean). A few minutes later I heard his name getting called out over all the other pupils chatter. �Andrew McWilson!� �Here!� The one word I didn�t want to here at that point in time He sat down beside and elbowed me and said � Aye-Aye Robby.� �That�s weird.� I said into my self. About thirty minutes into the period we started a little test. Then soon after, he kicked me hard on my shin for no reason. It hurt twice as much because I hurt my leg when I was pushed down the stairs. But still I just ignored him and got on with my work. He kicked my again really hard so I had no choice but to shout out �AHHH!� right in the middle of the test. It wasn�t an important test so the teacher just sent me out of the class before I could tell her why I shouted out. About 5 minutes later the teacher came out and shouted at me. I just didn�t say anything about it��I wish I had now mind you.� On my way back from school I have to walk through a spooky forest and cross a bridge over a very busy railway line. But luckily I had some friends to walk home with. �I am in their class fifth period so I�ll ask them then.� I thought. I was in my fifth class, which was biology. I was just sitting there my self-waiting for them to come in, but there was no sign of them. I shuddered at the thought of walking home my self but at the end of that period I built up all my courage and told the head teacher about the bullying. At last period she took the boys who were bullying me out of the class and told them to stop bullying me or they would be punished. The next day my friend still wasn�t at school but the bullying had stopped until last period. They started to hit me and kick me the same as usual, but I still ignored them because I knew they would be punished the next day. When I was walking home that afternoon, I was just starting to go over the Railway Bridge when a big heavy freight train roared underneath my feet after it had passed by I hear another thing� I heard heavy footsteps running up behind me. So I started to run over the bridge and I had just entered the forest when three bigger boys jumped out in front of me and shouted out �Get the little creep!� I tell you I felt scared, shocked and angry all at once. I just stopped suddenly in my tracks because I was so scared The last thing I remember was getting hit on the top of arm then I got hit on the temple with a heavy stone that is the last thing I remember. The next thing I remember is lying in hospital with a heavy cast on my right arm and then I was told I had to have an operation on my arm because it was so badly broken (it had been hit more than 3 times with the heavy stone). I was also told that someone had seen the whole thing and then she had told the police and the five boys were charged �100 or more (i'm not sure exactly) each. So I think I will go over to her house when I am able to and thank her very much for her help. I have now ask my parents to move me to another school and I have just been told not until next week. So I had to put up with the nonsense for a week but I could because I knew I would not have to put up with it at the end of the week ~ But now, I am in my new school and there has been no bulling so far and I really-really hope that there wont be any more for the rest of the time at school or even at work. |