He punched me in the side and I fell to the ground with a
loud crash. I yelped and others who were watching laughed.
The boy on the left kicked in the shin and legs. I was sure
that was going to bruise. The boy on the left kicked me in the
arm and shoulders while the other boys attacked my back.
It was horrible but I've gotten used to the pain. I've been
attacked several times over the last week and lately it's
been getting worse. I would usually just pass out from the
exhaustion or faint. Either one works, I'd be unconscious to
know what was happening, I'd rather not know what was
happening to me.
After a couple more minutes of kicking the boys were
starting to get tired and slowed their rhythm down. They
sighed in exhaustion and backed away.
I slowly maneuvered out of my huddle and stretched my
limbs. I scanned my body, nothing was broken but some
parts were badly bruised. I tried to stand up but my leg
was in bad shape. I fell straight back down and gasped in
pain. I made a second attempt to stand up and succeeded. I
straightened up my clothes and dusted my pants.
I limped towards my locker and shoved some books into it.
I closed it and headed towards my next class. I was already
used to the beatings everyday but sometimes I think it's a
little much, don't they ever get bored of hitting me?
I walked past the office to my class. I shuffled into the class
and scurried to the back of the room. I grabbed the seat
farthest away that didn't have another student in it. No one
ever sat next to me, well except for my best friend, Louis.
People believed that if they talked to me or interacted with
me that they would get bullied too. Louis was an exception.
Louis, my best friend, was the brother of my worst
nightmare, the bully.
I barely went to Louis's house because I'd have to see his
brother. But when I did go, Louis would make sure that I
wasn't going to get hurt. Louis would beat up his brother for
me. My hero. I snickerd slightly at my remark. The teacher
walks in and begins class. Guess, no ones sitting next to me
again.
Ms Benard began talking about chemical reactions and some
other chemistry stuff that I didn't care about. Let's face it,
who even likes school? I didn't.
I finished class and headed to my next class. I carefully
avoided Aiden, the schools bully. Unfortunatly, my next class
was gym. I didn't hate gym, I just didn't like it. Aiden is in my
gym class. So is Louis, so that made everything better. It kind
of canceled out each other. I can't get bullied becuase Aidens
brother was here.
I quickly ran into the changing room and slipped off my
shirt and pants. I threw on a white teeshirt and some
basketball shorts.
Today, we were running relay races. Running was fun
because it was something that I was good at. I could block
out the world for a couple of seconds and just focus on
running.
The group of kids walked outside to the track that was
around the corner. "Alright everybody! It's racing time!" My
gym teacher yelled. "Everybody look at the sheet of paper to
find out who your partner is." The teacher pointed to a sheet
on the bench. I quickly scanned the sheet to see who was my
partner. I was crossing my fingers hoping and begging that I
wouldn't have Aiden has my partner. I guess my luck ran out
because as I apporached my name, I saw that my partner
was the one and only Aiden.
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