There Ain't Nothin' I Can Do To Make You Stay

When I entered the school, the usual happened. I was ignored by some, insulted by others. I rushed inside to get to my form room before the bell went, and since my
form is further away from the other form rooms, nobody could bully me there. Well, that was until everybody else got there. I checked my bag to see if I had all of my
belongings. I get worried that I leave my homework behind at home. I want to do well in school, and I normally finish and hand in all of my homework so I can get a
proper job when I'm older. I don't want to end up living in a cardboard box.
As I was about to put my equipment back in my bag, I got knocked onto the ground. The bell hadn't rang. I was confused as to why somebody else was early. My body froze
as I was on the ground and I stared wide-eyed at the bully - Ronnie. He isn't in my form, but he was there to treat me like the trash I am. He spat on me and swore at
me a couple of times before he shouted, "What's your problem, Barakat? You too scared? You going to cry? Aw, what a baby, fag! I hope you rot in hell!"
I was trembling and slowly got up, clutching onto my things. Ronnie is one of the worst people who bullies me; his insults are lame yet effective, and he does
horrible and disgusting things to you for no reason. He spits everywhere and makes your life a living hell. I wiped the spray of saliva that came from Ronnie's mouth off my forehead.
The bell rang and I jumped out of my skin. My English teacher, Mr Butler, was on his way to his own form group but he noticed Ronnie, who was still shouting and cursing at me.
"Ronald! Get back to your form! That is no way to treat anybody, learn your manners boy! Off you go!" Mr Butler growled and pointed his finger in the direction of the
end of the corridor. Ronnie swaggered to his form and finally left me alone.
"Mr Barakat, are you okay? Did he hurt you? You know not to anger him."
Everything is my fault, even though I do nothing.

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