I guess i am not the ordinary 17 year old kid, I walk around with a tophat with goggles, long leather coats with spikes on them and jeans with chains. But this not even why people threaten me everyday, or throw rocks at me because they did that before I started looking weird. I guess it’s just me, for some reason I probably deserve it, because no matter what i do, no matter where i go i always get punished. When it’s not people punishing me it is faith, broken bikes with 15km to  go and no one to reach, trains suddenly all stop, beehives […]
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I’m 15. I’m a female. And here’s a story that really changed me.
It was a sunny day. Me and my friend were excited so we went riding with our bikes around the block. Lame, I know. But we were only 10. Anyway, some of our classmates lived on that block. We were talking and riding when one of our classmates, Daisy, sees us and yells, “Come! Karina is here!” Karina is another one of our classmates and a close friend.
We went in and we saw that she was there with 4 guys. Let’s name them Tom, Bobby, Chris and Daisy’s brother, Matt. We thought […]
It started when I was 11, the bullying. It was simple at first; called fat and ugly. It started to excel though, through out the year. I was a heavy set child, short and pudgy. But not obese. I told my mum, she said I just wanted attention. I let it keep happening for a couple months, then it got out of hand. I started being followed home by a couple of boys. They rode bikes usually, sometimes skateboards. I didn’t know what they wanted with me. A couple weeks after, a brick broke my window in the middle of the night. There was a […]