The memories began flooding my clouded mind as I was walking. 8th grade Billy had already began to distance himself, girls gawking over a new guy every week, and beatings became route. Halfway through I just couldn’t take the constant torture anymore. One day after returning home from another beating I broke down while walking through the door. With mom gone there was no instant alert at the sound of my wails of sorrow echoing through the halls. Each step two or three drops of blood landed on the floor like marbles landing one by one.
Movies had it look easy raging out, knocking down objects around you, and projecting your anger on to those around you. In reality I just didn't have the energy to try any of it. the only option I had was …show more content…
No one noticed that my right hand slid into my pocket. When his last punch was coming toward I stabbed his hand with a pen. As to be expected he scream to the top of his lungs along with everyone else who was watching. School administrators quickly heard his screams and things quickly escalated. The next thing I knew we were in court with a lawsuit on our hands. None of our classmates testified against me in court. In the beginning many suspected because they feared what I would do to them if they did. Truth was all my classmates are My common tormentors. One thought ran through all their heads "That could have been me." Once the evidence of my classmates long-term bullying and the staffs failure to stop it even though they were aware I was found not …show more content…
I Began running down the street now wearing the bracelet few people could hear me shouting obscenities in the process. By the time I made it to The Covenant it wasn’t too surprising that Billy hadn’t arrived yet. Moonlight gazing upon me while standing in the parking lot. Learning from experience I set my watch alarm to 10:15 and not a moment too soon he appeared. Pulling up with Susie-Lin to his right and Dr.Dre blaring out of the speakers of his Cadillac. I quickly checked my wardrobe for any last minute alterations that may have needed to be made. Or at least I was until an overly high pitched voice startled me.
“Oh my gosh is that Johnny!!”
None other Susie-Lin Timbly hopping out of her seat with nearly unbelievable gymnastics accuracy. When I looked up she was running toward me so I guess she forgot my name for the millionth time.
“My name is Scott but it is nice to see you” I replied with her arms around
“Oh My Gosh I am so sorry...You must think I’m dirt!” she cried loudly into my ear
“Bro what the hell?!” Billy screamed at me while walking her into the
Movies had it look easy raging out, knocking down objects around you, and projecting your anger on to those around you. In reality I just didn't have the energy to try any of it. the only option I had was …show more content…
No one noticed that my right hand slid into my pocket. When his last punch was coming toward I stabbed his hand with a pen. As to be expected he scream to the top of his lungs along with everyone else who was watching. School administrators quickly heard his screams and things quickly escalated. The next thing I knew we were in court with a lawsuit on our hands. None of our classmates testified against me in court. In the beginning many suspected because they feared what I would do to them if they did. Truth was all my classmates are My common tormentors. One thought ran through all their heads "That could have been me." Once the evidence of my classmates long-term bullying and the staffs failure to stop it even though they were aware I was found not …show more content…
I Began running down the street now wearing the bracelet few people could hear me shouting obscenities in the process. By the time I made it to The Covenant it wasn’t too surprising that Billy hadn’t arrived yet. Moonlight gazing upon me while standing in the parking lot. Learning from experience I set my watch alarm to 10:15 and not a moment too soon he appeared. Pulling up with Susie-Lin to his right and Dr.Dre blaring out of the speakers of his Cadillac. I quickly checked my wardrobe for any last minute alterations that may have needed to be made. Or at least I was until an overly high pitched voice startled me.
“Oh my gosh is that Johnny!!”
None other Susie-Lin Timbly hopping out of her seat with nearly unbelievable gymnastics accuracy. When I looked up she was running toward me so I guess she forgot my name for the millionth time.
“My name is Scott but it is nice to see you” I replied with her arms around
“Oh My Gosh I am so sorry...You must think I’m dirt!” she cried loudly into my ear
“Bro what the hell?!” Billy screamed at me while walking her into the