14
"This is getting boring," a voice said.
I felt someone pulling my hair, and I caught a glimpse of that person.
Rachel squatted in front of me. I thought that my scalp must have felt painful.
But in fact, I could not feel anything.
My mind was buzzing and I was paralyzed.
Rachel and her gang began to feel bored.
I could not think anymore. My mind was fully occupied with what Elvis had said to me earlier.
My dad abused Elvis's mother without me ever finding out.
He would hit his wife whenever I was sad.
This was all because of me.
This was why Elvis bullied me.
Elvis wanted to me to suffer what his mother had suffered.
In the past few days, everyone seemed to hate me.
It was not my turn to be on classroom duty today.
It should have been the fat girl who had been bullied by them. The girl whom I had spoken up for several times when she was bullied.
Even she was arrogantly asking me to do the duty for her.