Chapter 12 - A Dark Day
The next day at school, Izzy had left. Skittle was sat in her seat, staring gloomily at the empty space in the chair where Izzy used to sit. Casper was already sat in his seat, and he was laughing at Skittle's glum face. Skittle glared at him."Skittle, you do realise that Izzy has left you, don't you?" he smirked.
Skittle didn't answer. She knew hat it was the truth, but still, he didn't have to put it like that!
"You have no friends now." he said, laughing.
Skittle was horrified that he would laugh at such a thing, but this was Casper. He was mean like that.
"I'm going to bully you." he whispered evilly.
Skittle gasped in horror. He wouldn't dare bully her, would he?
"Oh, yes I will." Casper said, as if he could read her thoughts.
Then he started kicking her under the table. Skittle tried to tell him to stop, but he just laughed at her.
At playtime, Skittle had nobody to play with. So she sat alone on one of the swings, just sitting in silence with her hands in her coat pockets. She was feeling terrible. Then suddenly Casper appeared behind her and started singing.
"Skittle, Skittle, so weak she got knocked over with a ball in P.E. lessons!" he sang.
Skittle felt a sudden urge to slap him, but she didn't. She tried her best to ignore him.
"Skittle! Anybody home?" he asked mockingly, pulling her hair.
She sighed and kept ignoring him.
"You're so stupid, Skittle. You're a loner." he laughed.
Skittle couldn't take it anymore. She burst into tears.
Casper laughed coldly, and shoved her onto the cold tarmac. Skittle just lay there, crying her eyes out with nobody to help her.
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school with out friend and with bullies, and cauze it's not fiction so in real life
It's also a awesome story and hope you'll make more stories but with a bit more fiction.
5 stars though ^-^
But I don't think you've seen the wall post about what happened on the trip. It was absolutely horrible. The teacher brought 20 other people on the trip who hadn't done anything at all. On the way there in the coach, I was forced to sit in a spare seat in a cramped area next to the door, and everyone else got proper seats, even though I was the See More only reason they were on the trip. I kept having panic attacks on the coach because I got really claustrophobic. And when we got there, the whole thing was just listening to authors talk about their books for three hours. It was so boring, and at the end of it, the teacher didn't even let us meet any authors. When someone asked the teacher if we were going to meet them, the teacher told them not to be stupid, even though it specifically said on the letter we were given that we got to meet all of the authors. And we got back to school just after lunch, when the teacher had said that the trip lasted all day.
I was so angry. . . :/