I wake up in the morning, everyday at around 5:00. A glimmer of hope is buzzing in my eyes, hope for a better day, not only in school, but also with my parents. At 7:30 I enter the halls of doom. Now theres this thing, when a person is bullied they always remember it no matter how severe it was. I was always bullied psychologically and physically. Fat, Brown Indian and ugly were a few things I used to be called. Luckily for me, as I grew older it gradually reduced. But the funny thing is, it stuck in my head and no one seems […]
