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Moving Schools

When I first started to go to school I did Pre-school and grades 1-2 at a state Primary school. Then the school my mum went to as a child opened a Junior School so I was a foundation year student in grade 3 at that school. It was a private school so it was stricter and different. I was there for 6 years and through out those years I was bullied beyond belief and the school did nothing when we told them.

It reached breaking point when in my 8th grade year in my history class my teacher, who was actually one of my favourites at the time, bullied me in front of the entire class. The teachers always said “Tell us if your getting bullied so we can do something about it,” so that’s what I did and what did I get? My teacher yelling at me in front of the class saying I was the one bullying this chick who had been bullying me since the start of the year. ME.

So let’s just say I never went back to that school…

For the next two weeks I was home schooled and I loved it but it stressed everyone bar me out so it just wasn’t suitable for anyone but myself. So I went into a state high school. This was only supposed to be temporary until the next year as I had acceptance into a private high school for the next year. I ended up declining the acceptance and staying at the state high for two years.

In those two years I had one friendship group and one best friend, let’s call her Bettie. Now me and Bettie got really close and were practically inseparable at school but I always felt I was on the outer of the group. In my second and last year at that school the group just kept pushing me and pushing me and walking all over me until I just kept giving into them. Then one day it changed. Bettie stopped talking to me. Acted like I was a drone and didn’t exist at all. I tried talking to her, asking her why but I got no response from her or anyone in the group. To them, I was an inanimate object.

I had lost the rest of the people at Mt school for one reason or another. Whether it be because of my looks or whatever, when they stopped talking to me, I had no one. I was the loner of the school. So, my parents have pulled me out of that school and put me in a state school that’s right next to my other school. So catching the bus with people who hated me. Fun. But I’m excited, 7 days to go.

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