Here I am again, uncomfortably sitting at the back row of our classroom and suffocated by those evil stares of my classmates. I hate school, God knows how much i really hate being here. Because being here was a torture, everyday I have to suffer from a physical and emotional battle. I didn't know why my classmates treated me like i was a piece of trash and their personal punching bag when they were upset. I swallowed all those hurtful, insipid and venomous words they said. I honestly didn't know what did i do, to deserve this.
At the age of seven i already lost my confidence. I couldn't even bring myself confessing all of this bullying stuffs to my parents because recently I heard they were fighting about something that I could not understand. I don't really have friends either, kids he
