bullying me

at first, that was hurting so badly but as time goes,

I got to know, why she hate me but I don’t want to hate me,

but I know that she will be hurt,

when I go and talk to her so I started to be salient,

my school was good, everything was good and was wonderful,

I really started to like my school and the way they treat me,

but when the days started to go, when I came to middle school,

everyone got to know about my mother and how did I born, that was the bad time started”.

A lone tear rolled down her cheek and looked at Justine and told “and that time, I started to hate that time,

everyone, who told that they will be my friends started to hurt me and bully me

and started to tell that I was like my mom,

I started to tell that I am not like that and I know that my mom is also not like that, but no one believed me,

everyone started to tell that I am the bad person,