Thursday, September 10, 2009

Back at school and the past year bullying story

Unfortunately, holidays are over. Today I went to school for the presentation. They tell us the timetable, our teachers and the new classes. I was so nervous this morning. The idea of going back to that place was just unbearable. First of all, it scared me to have to deal with so many people. So many eyes on me, judjing me, ready to start speaking bad stuff about me as soon as I turn my back. I was all shaky and my heart was popping so fast I think it could explode...
It wasen't as bad as I expected. Still, I hate to go back there. Last year I got a lot of problems. I dress kind of goth, and they bullied me like nothing I had ever seen them doing. It was the entire school. Of course I dealt with it, I had to. I'm not the kind of person who changes to be accepted. Besides, if those people treated me like that because of my clothes, I could never relate to them. Anyway, it got so bad that it got to the principal. But ohh noo, instead of talking to
them, teach them accept the differences and care about the inside (it's a catholic school, they are always talking about that), no. He called me. I had done nothing, yet somehow it was my fault, I was the freak in there. He forbidden a bunch of my clothes. Of corse it didn't end the bullying. I had few teachers by my side, and they could do nothing. He called me to his office and threatened to kick me out of school. BECAUSE OF MY CLOTHES! And I had stopped wearing anything that could shock the minds of those little childen: no more combat boots, no more spiked bracelets, no more make-up, no more arm warmers and bracelets, plus a bunch of stull. I only wore black. Does it matter so much? Apparently it did.
I hate him now, I can't even look at him. That attitude of his shocked me more that any kid of my age could. Because from him, I expected either silence, or a reasonable attitude.
Well, anyway, I'll be in that hell one more year.
So today, when I was arriving at school, there was him on the way. I went around and waked in opposit direction. That's what I do now, if he doesn't see me, I don't get as many troubles.
The rest of the day was fine. I spent time with some friends of mine and chatted with the people in my class (I was amazed, when I got all the bullying/clothes/principal complications, my class never made fun on me, and they actually were by my side - I really like them. And if it weren't for my class director having asked me to stay in school one more year, I probably wouldn't have. She's really nice actually. (: ) Then I just walked home with a long-date friend.
It was nice. I just hope the rest of the year goes okay. Or at least not as bad as last year.

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