I did my own thing. I sat and did my work and drew when I had nothing else to do. I just wanted to go in, do my school work, and go out but they just seem to hate me. Well, for one, I have always been the teacher's pet. I did my work, I stayed out of trouble and was really quiet. The teacher whold (Something I always HATED) say to everyone, "Look at Kiley, everyone! She is doing her work and is sitting here quietly! Why can't you all do that!?" I just would sink down to my seat. I know that I was screw after that.
I always seem to befriend males better than femals because they seem to want to talk to me and we almost share the same interests. I was never one to have many girlfriends. Other females just seem to dislike me. In one school year, I might just have 4 male friends for every one female friend.
I also was put down alot because of my artwork. Other people have always came up to me, seen what I'm drawing and say, "This sucks! You should give up drawing!" or," You'll never be a good artist and you should just give up!" and that just really hurt me. I already have low self-esteem because of the comments said by other girls and now my art self-esteem was dashed to bits. I really hate myself for letting them do this to me.
Now it all comes to why I'm home schooled. Almost three years ago, my brother came to my class room during class change wanted to fight the guy who have been bothering me for years now. The guy came and they ended up fighting in the hall. When I saw the guy (then the guy was 17 and my brother was 15) grab my brother and got him ready to throw him down the stairs, I ran and kicked him in the groin from behind which made the guy fall down the stairs. Everyone was all like, "You're in trouble.". I didn't care, I was mad as hell. I turned to them and said shut up then went to the guy and started kicking him saying " Hope I F*cking break your legs, son of a b*tch!" and the principal came and took the guy away. Then, mad, I smack my brother on his head and told him why the hell did he do that!?! We was then called to the office. I was thinking during the way down, "Oh god I am in trouble. I just soiled my spotless record and my mom wasn't going to be happy. My brother have had some spots aready on his record so one more wasn't going to hurt him."
They put us in a room for almost an hour when we was called in. The guy was telling the principal what happened and that I kicked the crap out of him. The principal was in my side and said that he have been sent here many times for bothering this girl and that he was going to throw her brother down the stairs so if you airn't seriously hurt, he deserved t. So the principal kept me until school was over.
He then sent me back to class to get my stuff. I went up stairs and everyone was all like to me, "Why did my brother do that? You both should be suspended!" And starting crap with me. Everyone liked the guy because he was a class clown , bothing other kids with jokes and even hitting them. I have always been a target so he made the kids laugh many times bothering me so when I get HIM suspended for hurting my brother and bothering me, they blame ME!
Then this guy who was the other guy's friend and also 17, pushed me, calling me a b*tch. I just had it. I went over and slaped him and called him a p*ssy. Now I admit I was the wrong who did that but I , a 13 year old girl, did not deserve what happened next. The guy started punching the s*it out of me like I was another guy and stomping me calling me a b*tch! And you know what everyone was doing? They was cheering him on and blocking the teacher from stoping the fight! Then, I must have had god with me or something but all of the sundden, the 10th grader girl who I have befriended because she liked my writing and art saved me and helped me up. Everyone was all like , "He f*cked her up! Hah hahahah!" and just when we was half way down the hall, she turned back and said, "You all are a bunch of f*cking animals!!! You should be ashamed of yourself!!!" And took me to the office. Mom just had it from there and kept me home to be home schooled.
And that is my life.





<-- Don't Do Crack (character from South Park)


