Thanks For The Pain
Mariah Kash
Thanks for the Pain.
You know some people are excited for their first day of High School. It’s a “New start”, a chance to grow up, maybe make some new friends, and leave all the other BS behind. That’s what I thought, until “she” came around. “She” ruined everything for me last year, and I’m not exaggerating when I mean EVERYTHING!
It was only the second week of school, and I was in English. I was sitting there doing my work with Britney when “She” came up and started to taunt me. “Hey Mariah! Heard you wore your mom’s bras?!?!” I just sat there and looked at her with no emotion in my eyes. I just calmly looked at her and said, “No I don’t. please do not spread that rumor about me” She got up and just started verbally attacking me. Calling me nasty names, telling me she would “Slam my head into a wall again”, “beat my ass” and that she would “put me into a hospital”.
I was to be honest scared. I asked the substitute teacher if I could go use the restroom. I walked down the hallway plagued with pain in my heart. I could feel the wet, salty tears run down my cheek and touch my lips. I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I just sat in the hallway. Alone. I reached the bathroom and pulled out my phone. I could hear it vibrating from people texting me. “Where’d you go?!” “Are you ok?” “Why’d you leave?” I just set my phone down for a second and looked at my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself “Here we go again.”
I grabbed my phone and called my mom. I tried to be calm but I couldn’t. It was almost impossible. My mom finally picked up.
“Hey honey. What’s up?”
“Mom! “She’s” starting drama with me! She started saying that I wore your bras and that she would beat me up again! What do I do?!?!”
“Just go to the office and talk to Oatly everything will be fine”
I could tell just by the way she talked, that she was worried. She was scared for me. I knew she was. I went to Oatly’s, talked to him, and then left. I had to go
Thanks for the Pain.
You know some people are excited for their first day of High School. It’s a “New start”, a chance to grow up, maybe make some new friends, and leave all the other BS behind. That’s what I thought, until “she” came around. “She” ruined everything for me last year, and I’m not exaggerating when I mean EVERYTHING!
It was only the second week of school, and I was in English. I was sitting there doing my work with Britney when “She” came up and started to taunt me. “Hey Mariah! Heard you wore your mom’s bras?!?!” I just sat there and looked at her with no emotion in my eyes. I just calmly looked at her and said, “No I don’t. please do not spread that rumor about me” She got up and just started verbally attacking me. Calling me nasty names, telling me she would “Slam my head into a wall again”, “beat my ass” and that she would “put me into a hospital”.
I was to be honest scared. I asked the substitute teacher if I could go use the restroom. I walked down the hallway plagued with pain in my heart. I could feel the wet, salty tears run down my cheek and touch my lips. I didn’t know what to do or where to go. I just sat in the hallway. Alone. I reached the bathroom and pulled out my phone. I could hear it vibrating from people texting me. “Where’d you go?!” “Are you ok?” “Why’d you leave?” I just set my phone down for a second and looked at my reflection in the mirror and thought to myself “Here we go again.”
I grabbed my phone and called my mom. I tried to be calm but I couldn’t. It was almost impossible. My mom finally picked up.
“Hey honey. What’s up?”
“Mom! “She’s” starting drama with me! She started saying that I wore your bras and that she would beat me up again! What do I do?!?!”
“Just go to the office and talk to Oatly everything will be fine”
I could tell just by the way she talked, that she was worried. She was scared for me. I knew she was. I went to Oatly’s, talked to him, and then left. I had to go