i hate how realistic this situation is. it made me remember things. as a victim of bullying, i relate to this so much. i had to swallow so hard to read this part.
I remember how i wasn't able to voice out in school because i was bullied for a year by 2 of my classmates who happens to be the girl & boy "leaders" of the class. i was shunned out. i cant even eat in our cafeteria and had to hide from them during breaks. if they ever saw me, they would call me names and even point out how disgusting my food and the way i eat. sorry if my food are just fish and not meat. it came to a point where i hate fish up to this day and i was so conscious of my action. they even told all our classmates to not talk to me. i was isolated. there was one girl who would still talk to me secretly but whenever they're around she had to pretend she hates me. even with all that, she's the only friend i had that time. sometimes i would find my things in the trash bin, i had to bring my bag everywhere i go. they even put my chair outside the classroom. it was so bad i swear. my teachers know about it because they are many times they saw my chair missing but they didn't do anything about it. my dad tried talking with our counselor but no action was taken. reading this chapter made me think that maybe the reason why our school didn't do anything about it is because one of those who bullied me is actually rich and has high grades. the boy ranks 4th in class while i was 6th. both of them are also very active with competition outside school. it was also a private school. i had to endure everything for a whole fuc**** year.. crying and begging my dad, i dont wanna go to school. it was he**. the next year, I transfer to a different school.
I remember how i wasn't able to voice out in school because i was bullied for a year by 2 of my classmates who happens to be the girl & boy "leaders" of the class. i was shunned out. i cant even eat in our cafeteria and had to hide from them during breaks. if they ever saw me, they would call me names and even point out how disgusting my food and the way i eat. sorry if my food are just fish and not meat. it came to a point where i hate fish up to this day and i was so conscious of my action. they even told all our classmates to not talk to me. i was isolated. there was one girl who would still talk to me secretly but whenever they're around she had to pretend she hates me. even with all that, she's the only friend i had that time. sometimes i would find my things in the trash bin, i had to bring my bag everywhere i go. they even put my chair outside the classroom. it was so bad i swear. my teachers know about it because they are many times they saw my chair missing but they didn't do anything about it. my dad tried talking with our counselor but no action was taken. reading this chapter made me think that maybe the reason why our school didn't do anything about it is because one of those who bullied me is actually rich and has high grades. the boy ranks 4th in class while i was 6th. both of them are also very active with competition outside school. it was also a private school. i had to endure everything for a whole fuc**** year.. crying and begging my dad, i dont wanna go to school. it was he**. the next year, I transfer to a different school.
