Time went by whether we want it to or not and now is the sweet sixteenth year of my life. Although life wasn’t really sweet, I believed that I was getting better at dealing with the bullying or I was getting luckier at avoiding it. Being teased and cursed at was common anytime and everywhere. Finding that my belongs had been destroyed didn’t come as a surprise. I had second spares for almost everything. I took up self-defense classes to deal with physical confrontations from some crazy gang of girls.
Usually, the best course was to run and hide. I had many favorite hiding spots in the school where I could run and hide. The study guides kept coming and I managed to consistently stay at the top ten of class. I haven’t found out who sent them though.
