Living with Metal Disabilities wasn’t easy growing up, ask Michal. We both grew up in the same part of town on the west side of Virginia. We both knew the difficulties with taking medicine while other kids are free, but I never let that put me down, I always smile although I can’t say the same for Michal. He never understood how to be happy when kids used to call him names, which is understandable. Being his best friend I always tried to cheer him up from his own demons, this story starts out on the first day of high school.
“Kiera get ready, the school bus is coming.” Said my mother while running to her car. Michal and me would always meet right at the bus stop to go to school in the morning. As I started walking to the bus stop I could see Michal looking down to the floor with his shaggy dark brown hair, looking rather upset. I run across the street feeling the light summer breeze wipe across my forehead. “Hey Michal, you look upset what’s wrong?” I asked. Still staring at the ground, it took a minute for him to answer, “Im really nervous, about going to school, what if kids make of fun of me.” I told him not to worry, not even knowing myself, but I just tried to be the best friend I could.
As we got to school, I …show more content…
It became Michal’s turn after a few other kids and it didn’t go down that well either, the teacher wouldn’t let him skip himself and he started to have his panic attack and whispering to himself, what is usually what he does when he panics. The other students started to slowly gossip about how he was crazy and belonged in a mental facility. Luckily for him the school bell rang for the next period, sadly I was in music while he was in science, which made me really nervous, and I'm never
“Kiera get ready, the school bus is coming.” Said my mother while running to her car. Michal and me would always meet right at the bus stop to go to school in the morning. As I started walking to the bus stop I could see Michal looking down to the floor with his shaggy dark brown hair, looking rather upset. I run across the street feeling the light summer breeze wipe across my forehead. “Hey Michal, you look upset what’s wrong?” I asked. Still staring at the ground, it took a minute for him to answer, “Im really nervous, about going to school, what if kids make of fun of me.” I told him not to worry, not even knowing myself, but I just tried to be the best friend I could.
As we got to school, I …show more content…
It became Michal’s turn after a few other kids and it didn’t go down that well either, the teacher wouldn’t let him skip himself and he started to have his panic attack and whispering to himself, what is usually what he does when he panics. The other students started to slowly gossip about how he was crazy and belonged in a mental facility. Luckily for him the school bell rang for the next period, sadly I was in music while he was in science, which made me really nervous, and I'm never