My Childhood Lessons

When I was in 1st grade my classmates would make fun of me because of my voice. They would also exclude me from anything that had the rule,”Have Fun!”. I tried to make friends, they laughed at me and would punch or kick me until I walked away. After the fist attempt I stopped going near them, but they would come over to me instead and beat me, leaving me with bruises. This event would happen every recess, they would hunt me down until I could not run anymore. I was sore every day, I would go home and get on my bike and go to my secret spot to cry. I was scared to death, I stopped talking at school and my grades dropped. I was terrified to tell anyone because I did not think anyone would be able to help me, so I put up with this treatment until, 7th grade when I moved to a different school. I learned a lot from the time I was bullied, they had new kids act as my friends and then make them betray me. So I learned that you can not trust anyone. I lost most of my emotions except sadness and hate. I forgot how to smile, so I faked a smile every day so my parents could not tell that something was wrong.And most of all I forgot how to laugh and have fun. Thank You for listening, I have a hard time with these memories and they are hard to dig out from the depths of my mind.