Bullies for sale!I sat against the school fence, trying to relax. It was about 1st grade, and my trouble was nothing, to me at least.
"Hey, Torie! I have a suprise for you!" I heard a familiar voice say. I looked up to see my enemy, Emma. "I know what's behind your back, it's a trap." I replied. "Cmon! It's great!" She pleaded. I knew it was a trap, but she'll do it either way. I didn't know what the trap was, but I saw it in plain sight.
"Fine! What!?" I snapped after a while of arguing. "KID FOR SALE! KID FOR SALE!" She screamed in her childish voice. I ran as fast as possible away, knowing she didn't notice from her contenuing. The adrenaline of the fear was keeping me running, the adrenaline that now causes me to yell, the screaming I rarely do now.
I didn't tell my mom until a year later when she was gone, but a dear friend left the same year.
The hell am I supposed to do with aspurgers, scream it to the world I was mentally abused? It's crazy! In fact, I'm lucky she's homeschooled now! BECAUSE SHE DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT ANYONE!