Because of who want to forget this, we will have it again. We shouldn’t forget it. It is something that everybody is going to keep in their mind; something so cruel, will not be forgotten!
MY train of THOUGHT
When I was six years old I met this awkward little boy in the next apartment over. He always had his shorts really high and his shirts really low to where it looked like he was wearing a dress. It looked kind of ridiculous but somehow I liked his style and I went to go talk to him. I don’t remember exactly what I said but I do remember him punching me in my arm forcefully and laughing about it. Being confused, I laughed along with him. After, he asked for my name and I told him, Jason Rogers. And as I waited to hear what his name was I stumbled across his bookbag. It had pink glittery flowers with barbies madly laughing. The bag …show more content…
I am the type of teenage boy to stay hidden in the back and do my work while secretly judging everybody. I’ve been getting bullied in school since I was in 5th grade. I am currently starting my senior year of highschool. The things they say are really harsh but now after so many years, it doesn’t phase me. I have had all type of rude things said to me from faggot to dicey. They called me dicey during my freshman year of highschool because I tried to kill myself. I had really low self esteem and I thought it would be easier for them to see me gone. I don’t feel that way anymore; I got counseling and I switched schools,but that didn’t stop the new students from bullying me. All I have is one more year of this tedious place and I will be gone and out of everybody 's way. I have a plan for