Middle School Jungle

Middle school is a jungle. The lions and tigers are the hierarchy. Monkeys and other small animals fight for survival everyday. Adults think this vast jungle is just child’s play; it’s been so long since they have experienced it. It’s been awhile for me too, but their words are still fresh in my ears. Their laughs are still heard in the far reaches of my mind. It’s a part of my life that i would like to forget, but never will.

I was always the person to keep my head down and not draw any attention to myself. I did my work, made good grades, and had a pretty normal life. I didn’t have a ton of friends, but enough to be content. I never really fit in, and the kids around me knew it. I can think of one particular event that confirmed it. I was walking to my table at lunch, when a couple of the “popular kids” ran into me and made me drop my tray. I told them that I was sorry. They stared at me, pushed me down to …show more content…
Through their laughter, I got up, ran to the bathroom, and cried until I couldn’t cry anymore. My self esteem took a nosedive from there on. I hated myself and the way I looked. Throughout the course of the next year, my bully did everything in her power to make me feel like a worthless piece of trash. I heard daily how fat and ugly I was. I took the long way to class just to avoid the chance of seeing her. I walked on eggshells as to not cause any more verbal attacks. I cried more than I ever had in my few years of living. My grades started to suffer. I didn’t want to go to school anymore. School is supposed to be a safe place, but for me it was a never ending hell from which I couldn't escape. I never told anyone about what happened. I let my parents think everything was alright. I tried to convince myself that everything was alright, but in reality I was drowning in self loathing. I needed a way out. I needed to find myself again. I needed to be