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Yesterday, I Was In Class...

by @GKMillz

So many contradict themselves from the bad to the good Yesterday, I was in class... Just like a normal day. But, ya... see… I find it ridiculous, and senseless that students bully other students. They try to act tough to make up for their immaturity. Teachers act tough to make up for their impurities. Yesterday,  I was in class… There’s a kid suffering through a brain disorder Than gets bullied for it! The thing about it was the teachers, or students did nothing about it. I guess people don’t care for a human life. I went up to the teacher’s desk and asked if I was able to speak to her in the hallway. A normal conversation, ya know? She asked me why I couldn’t speak to her there. Well, okay. I waited. . . and waited, then I said it. “They’re picking on Anthony again.” Then… She had the courage to say to me, “I told him to sit down. He’s fine.” Bullshit he is. Do you see what that kid goes through every fucking day?! No! You don’t. Because you don’t. Pay. Attention. . . . . I went back to my desk and sat down next to my dearest friend, Kaci. I kept looking at her, back at Anthony, back to her, back to Anthony. Then… 1 of the kids bullying him came up to him and tried breaking his stuff. His laptop, his pencils. Like, excuse me! Who the fuck do you think you are?! I was fed up with it so I said, “Leave him alone.” The kid told me, “I didn’t do anything.” I wanted to say bullshit, but we needed to leave for class. Well, for lunch. I ran out of the class and into the restroom. Kaci came in with me and hugged me so much, and I couldn’t help but cry. It would be my fault if that child died. I couldn’t stop them. I couldn’t help him. The thing that really pissed me off was the teacher looked up before I yelled, and saw him getting bullied. Okay. Hold on. At this point, this should be over with. But, no. She looked at her fucking phone and continued to do what she was doing. She did nothing! They try teaching us to stop bullying. How about we teach you some things about helping the victim instead of becoming the person to have a child murdered. . . . Who new society could be so fucked up?
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May 17, 2016
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Written January 7th 16

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#poetry#sadness#innocence#school#education#teacher#bullying#spokenword#harassment
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