The words that hurt

I was in fourth grade. It was time to go to lunch. I reached the cafeteria and got my food and sat down to eat I was surrounded by the ‘cool’ kids I was trying to ignore them but they started talking about me. Saying things that made me want to run out of the school they even compared me with Humpty Dumpty you know the huge egg that no one could fix that’s what I felt like…. Broken. They called me fat, the word I despise. It kept going on I went to see the counselor but it kept on going on. Now I’m in sixth grade and I started getting bullied again and being called fat, being hit physically with a ball by a boy. The thing is he meant to hurt my feelings. Next time I won’t let him push me around like that, I will fight back even if it means that I might get suspended I won’t let him treat me like a piece of dirt. Thanks for listening to my story. I will have hope no matter what.