What i went through

It was every day from the second i walked into those school gates, to the second i stepped into my house at the end f the day. Then after that i’d go home and fall apart, cry myself to sleep wondering what i ever did wrong. I got pushed. I was called every hurtful name possible. Anything they could do to make me feel worthless and empty they did. You’re always told to tell someone and it will get sorted. Maybe in primary school, but not in high school. In high school, it would only get ten times worse. I had a lucky escape and left the school before it was too late, and i became homeschooled. But there are children out there who are suffering with no possible way of escaping it. It has took me a long time to get myself back on track. It’s nine months later, and the memories still haunt me everyday. I’m scared to leave the house in case i’m seen by anyone. Only now i’m just starting to find myself again. Bullying is something that most of the time can’t be controlled. It never gets better, it would get worse and worse to the point some children start having thoughts of dissappearing.