Rumors...
I look down to my feet. I could feel the familiar sense of rumors being passed around as i did my homework quietly. i was just reaching into my heavy-laden bag for a book when...
Hey, freak.
I slowly raised my eyes to meet those of which was insulting me. He looked down and sneered. Freak, he said, before snatching my precious pens and stuffing it into his pocket. Want 'em? Try and get em'. He sat infront of me, and i tried my best to hold my tears back.
Eventually the teacher came in and began the stupid lesson that i did not care what it was. My head bowed, as my teacher stood next to me, i stiffened. I despised teachers who cared or never cared about students like me.
Constantly he turned around and snatched more and more of my things. I was left with a bare table by the end of the lesson. I gave a fearful glance in his direction - before i ran to the toilet to relieve the burden of being a teen.
When i returned soon after, my table and chair were overturned. My bag..who knows where. I couldn't stand it, i cried to sleep every night. My poor grades dropped from 15% to 0%. Teachers were worried (yeah, right).
I SMSed my seniorita. She consoled me (some what) and told me to approach the school counsellor. I was petrified. My self-esteem was what of the lowest you'd shockingly soon realise. My confidence level was beyond -20%.
Alas, i finally approached the counsellor with a friend, i was ready to cry. I hated life. I hated how my life was always run. I was shy. I didn't like all the attention focused on me.
She managed to pry me out of the darkness-just a mere bit. After the session with her that i could barely even meet her eyes, i sunk even deeper. I felt like the whole wolrd was against me.
I had two options: S or S. Slash.Suicide.
I tried to slash. i rather, i was too afraid to do so. I was chicken. SO i did the other option.
I was on the verge of breaking down again. I looked down..wondering what i hd done to deserve this. I closed my eyes... and i was gone....forever...never to remember the past....i wonder........
This is an extract..from my life? yeah. Last year. Please rate. bb.