It's no fun being on my end.
If I hear any more bullying, I think I will go mad.
I have been called just about every name in the book. Just because I don't belong to any particular group doesn't mean I should be made fun of. I wish the terrible kids would just leave me alone and let me do as I want.
Name's Danny, but everyone 'round school knows me more by my nickname: "Dump Boy". Guess they think that because I'm fat, unpopular, and somewhat of a loner, then I can be their own personal punching bag.
Well, I have news for them. One of htese days they're gonna go too far and I won't be responsible for my actions. I have had more than enough of their teasing!!
It doesn't help that I am poor and happen to live in government housing. I can't afford the nice looking clothes: I wear my older brother's hand-me-downs and some of them look rather shabby. While I am grateful to have clothes to wear to school, I wish I had something much nicer!
The teachers have repeatedly tried to get the bad kids to stop teasing me, but it hasn't really worked, no, not really. It's a pain having to hear them jerring me day after day after day! Sometimes it gets so bad I end up getting stomach aches and I have to go to the nurse to lie down 'til my nerves calm down somewhat.
On other days, I go home in tears. My mom and my dad have talked to the principal about my problem, but as I said, it hasn't really done a bit of good. I still get teased as much as I did. Nothing has really changed.
Well, I have homework to do, so I'd best go and do it. I will write in here again. Until later, this is Danny Ruiz saying so long!
~Danny (aka "Dump Boy").
~To be continued.~