School

Waking up, as pain radiates through out my body. How much pain will I endure today? Walking to class with my head down, arms wrapped around my binder holding my pain inside. Nothing has happened yet. What pain lays ahead of me? Sure enough, I feel the familiar hand of my bully come across the back of my head. I keep my head down and fade away as the vicious attack goes on.When it's over I gather my things and continue to my destination. Throughout the day I am slapped, kicked, and punched. When I get home I escape to my room and cry. All the pain and hurt pour out. Why me? What did I do to deserve this? I am safe for the next two days. From physical pain at least. I head to my dads knowing the emotional pain will continue. Sure enough two feet into the house it begins. I fade little by little with each insult I receive. I go over what I'm going to Tell my teachers this week. I'm running out of excuses. I don't know how much more pain I can bare. My parents don't know. Each day I fall deeper and deeper into my depression. Step by step closer to the edge of the cliff. Can I keep myself from falling over the edge? Or should I just let go to escape the pain?