I Feel Sad, I Feel Pain

• Donna Blennerhassett, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2016

Everybody knows the difference between heaven and sin, tonic and gin; a butler and slave, a queen and a king.
But a bully doesn’t, a bully is selfish and horrible; they suck up to the teacher, but to the victims, they’re intolerable.
Calling me names, such as a horse eating hay; but they don’t know that this madness is putting my education at bay?
Talking to me in such ways, talking like a king; such a shame you don’t know you’re a horrid, cruel, self-centred little thing.
Teachers believe you’re a dream student at the school; I wish they knew you’re actually a bully, not to mention extremely uncool.
I wonder to myself, “Do they think it’s a joke?” Because they’re too blind to see all of this is polluting my brain, and it hurts like toxic air, acid and smoke.
I feel like my whole world is caving in and falling apart; I’m not the one who’s a disgusting little critter, and I’m not the one who doesn’t have a heart.
Not brave enough to tell my mum; because I know she’s always drunk on whisky and rum.
I truly hate my life; that’s why when I get home I always seem to keep my eyes on the butcher knife.
I know this is violent, I’m aware that’s true; but imagine if you were me, and I was you.
My dad never liked me, nor his wife; so he ran away, and created a new life.
This is the story of a sad little boy; at the age of seven, and a bully’s toy.
No one to properly look after him, why might that be? So he is looking forward for when he’s eighteen, he’ll move out of the house, and jumped with glee.