A boy in school is starting to bully me regualy.
He hits me with the ball in P.E deliberatley and keeps pushing me, and he calls me names like fat and swears at me and says that mum probably has a padlock on the fridge to stop me eating food.
So I had enough. In assembly, I kicked the back of his chair because he was calling me names again.
So on the way out, he sparyed soemthing in my face, so I pushed him away.
Then, my old tutor saw, and he whicsked me upstairs into a corridor.
My new tutor saw and followed.
Then my old tutor says its always me, that hes had enough.
So I asked him if he really thinks that I am going to stand there and let them spray stuff in my face.
And he shouts at me not to talk to him lie that.
Then he goes that its always me, that its always soemone doing stuff to me, and he shouted and told me I am pathetic and walked away.
My new tutor was there, she didnt exactly belive me either, but she and another teacher saw I was really upset and promised to sort it out and gave me a tissue.
I was in tears straigh after I got called names by the teacher.
So then I walked home, in tears, and I htought of my dear dead grandad.
I wished that I could die and join him.
Then I got home, decided to phone my mum, I wa so upset that it turned into a row on the phone.
Theb grandma found out, and she told mum to get home NOW.
So here I am, still really upset, and she said no school for me untill I see the docotr again.