Everything was black. I felt the pain rushing through my body. One hit after another and all I could do was sit there and let it happen. Everyone was surrounded by us. All eyes were on me, I was helpless. Nobody was there to stand up for me. I was all alone. It’s not like this was the first time though, I was used to it. I’m Sam Krood and this is my story.
I was the nerd at my school. Nobody really liked me and I didn’t have many friends. Actually I didn’t really have any but I didn’t like to admit it. I’ve been bullied my whole life. I’m not really sure why though. I thought that I was your typical kid. But other people didn’t think the same. Let me explain my life so far. My mom, she’s the Physical Ed teacher at my middle school and my dad takes on three different jobs and is never home. My grandma has colon cancer and is living with us since she had no other family in the state. I’ve only had one friend in my life. His name was Kevin. Even though it was in kindergarden I remember it like it was yesterday. We were best friends me and Kevin. We did everything together. He knew everything there was to know about me. I thought I knew everything about him too, but I was wrong. The beginning of first grade I walked into school alone. I looked for Kevin all day but I couldn’t find him. I almost felt like he was avoiding me and surprisingly he was.
But times change and people change, Kevin was one of those people. We were in seventh grade now and whatever friendship we used to have was now ancient history. We’ve both grown up but went our separate ways. He was the popular jock with the perfect life and I was the nerd with nothing. Kevin doesn’t like me at all and I’m not really sure why. I mean I didn’t do anything to him. But I was his target throughout the years. He was the person that made my life terrible. The person that made me feel worthless and like I was nothing, Kevin Block was my bully.
As I walked to my second class I felt so alone. I didn’t really understand why because I was surrounded by tons of people. But they all thought that I was different than them. But in reality I was the same as all of them. But they didn’t that I had any feelings. The pushed me around everyday and laughed at me. They made me feel worthless. But I’ve felt like that for so long that I was used to it.
As I walked towards my next class the door opened and hit me right in the face. I collapsed on the ground. I looked up and I saw no other than Kevin and his friends. They all laughed at me and started to kick me. As the pain kept coming I closed my eyes and waited until it was all over. That’s when I heard a teacher start screaming at Kevin and his friends and they all ran to class. The teacher was Mrs. Krood, also known as my mom.
She took me down to the nurses office and had me checked to see if I was okay. I wasn’t in the worst condition but I ended up with a concussion and a black eye. It hurt so bad I thought that I was going to die, but I...