Bully

I wish school didn't exist. Not because I don't like to learn, or liked the little bit of friends I had. It's the fact my bully pushed me to choose death. My life at home was heaven. 

Compared to my hell at school. My bully's world was the classroom, playground, and restroom. This is where he control me like a remote to a TV. If he wanted my happiness. 

He took it an smiled. If he wanted my tears. He turned them on like a water spout. If he didn't get enough lunch. 

He overfilled his belly with mine. All the children enjoyed the playground, but I hide from it. Knowing he had freedom to beat on me. Blaming it on gravity, as if gravity jumped up an bruised my skin. 

I hated the classroom. Here he would spread cruel jokes of me and my family. I would think I was laughing with friends. Only I was the butt end of the joke. 

The restroom sometimes echoing from my torment. For here he would steal my glow of bliss. From his twisted ways of humor. Ripping away one small piece at a time.

 Day by day the pieces became chunks. Until eventually there was nothing left. I was owned by his torcher. The teacher wouldn't listen nor help. 

My parents complaints always went to deaf ears. They're  no escaping this it seems. This is my hell on Earth. My bully true to his role as  the horned red Devil. 

Only one option I know of now. I struggled my last day through hell. Finally going home to my safe haven. Greeted by my loving parents. 

We sit an share our last meal together. Afterward I go searching my parents room for my answer of peace. In their closet is where I found my God. I put his one eye to my head. 

Then pulled his finger. Before I heard the loud bang. I seen my body hit the ground. Now as a spirit my bully got his last laugh. 

I watch my parents mortified faces. Tears following like a rapid river. While they hug my lifeless body. I say to you bully as his life goes on. 

Does your actions feel funny or justified as of now. Please stop an think of your actions young world, because this can easily become a real scenario. Life is too precious. Be better than this.

 Children, teachers, and parents help each other to stop bulling. If you know about it, and do nothing to stop it. You might as well be the bully yourself.