Bullied

Bullied

A Story by Ena Lona Kendra
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I am being bullied and I made a story to fit my predicament DONT WORRY NONE OF IT IS REALLY GOING TO HAPPEN!

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"17- year old girl kills herself because of bullying at school. “The head line on the news today. I sit back in my chair, my eyes on the picture of a brown eyed black haired girl, she had been my friend, and she was in all of my classes. I took a deep shaky breath and turned off the television. Grabbed my book bag and left for school. When I got to school my eyes were puffy and blood shot, everyone on the bus didn't know, they didn't care. A bitter anger rose in my being, a great girl just died and no one cared.I stepped off the bus, sometimes I swear I'm invisible at school. No one ever sees me.....Except my one friend and now she's gone. I felt tears in my eyes and wiped them away. The bell rang and I walked into class, study hall, I sat at a table, other people sat there also, three guys and us girls, they were all different, all unique. I sat down and put my head phones in and laid my head down. Someone nudged me as the principal announced "Yesterday......We lost a member of our school---" He broke off then said " Sam Jenkins committed suicide last night because of bullying....Also Rebecca James.... please come to my office.."  The speaker clicked off and I looked around, everyone was watching me.I stood and went to the office, I walked straight into the principal’s office "You wanted me?"  The principal looked up, “you were her only friend, and she left a note addressed to you....."   He handed me the note. I took the envelope, it had been opened, most likely by her parents of the officers. I looked down “Yeah...Only friend" I went quiet the walked out the office and to the bathroom. I opened the letter it read "Rebecca James,I couldn't take it anymore, You're the only person who understood. Rebecca, Sister, I will wait for you at Heaven's gates. See you later Sam Jenkins" I was crying, sobs wrecked my body, I wiped my eyes and walked out the stall and splashed water on my face and wiped my face off with the rough paper towels. I walked out the bathroom and heard someone talking about me "She doesn't belong on Earth...She's a major freak. She needs to kill herself...." I put my head phones in and tried to drown the people out. "One more class then I will be able to go home" I thought to myself. I got on the bus and soon I'm on my way home, I sigh and close my eyes. I got off the bus and walked home, my eyes on the ground, I walk in the house and read the note on the counter "Won't be home till about 12:00 eat whatever" I walked up to my room and opened my bathroom door and turned on the water, filling the tub a little. I walked into my room and grabbed my military pocket knife. I walked back into the bathroom and slipped into the bathtub, my clothes still on, I flicked open my pocket knife and said “Sam, this is for you." I took the knife and dug it into my wrist, dragging the blade towards me, blood blossomed then oozed out of my new wound as it got deeper. "Rebecca!!!" Carol, my mother, walked up the stairs and into my bedroom then into my bathroom and screamed. Red, Blue, Red, Blue, the lights filled everything. The cops were at our house and confirmed any mother's worst fear, her only child was dead, Suicide, I had been floating in the water, the water was red. The police took pictures and read my note it said “Anyone who's reading this...Please tell of my story... I was a 17- year old girl, Bullied and hated. I had always seen the pictures of high schooler's who committed suicide, then the other day..... I saw my friends face on the news... She had been my only friend. We were both bullied at school because we were different. Everyone at Visionfield High School... I hope you’re happy" Under the words there were drops of blood.

© 2016 Ena Lona Kendra



Author's Note

Ena Lona Kendra
Might be making a second one...onto this about how it devastated her parents and some kids at school.. might add to the story as it is

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now that is a really strong story, as a child i was bullied allot and i admit i did have suicidal toughs. so i feel for this story it is truly a master peas. and i hope you will feel better because things will get better even tough it do not always feel that way.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Ena Lona Kendra

3 Years Ago

She pulled me aside and asked if I was okay.
Spirit_Raven101

2 Years Ago

awww well i hope you still got good grades on it xD
Ena Lona Kendra

2 Years Ago

yeah i got a 110



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Very emotive story. People can be so cruel. You've used great imagery and descriptive words.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

well than....thats....wow...thats a very deeply emotional story...damn
well done

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ena Lona Kendra

1 Year Ago

thank you brother
untimely stories

1 Year Ago

welcome sis!!!!!!!
Wow. Excellent story here. Very strong message. I love it. Great Job. 100/100

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ena Lona Kendra

1 Year Ago

thank you.
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quite a compelling write...unfortunately, mirrors what's happening
to society's youth & young adults, that we read in the headlines.
I've been bullied relentlessly, growing up, so this as well, touches a
chord with me. this topic cannot be written enough. so grateful I had
my journal really saved me

I enjoyed the vivid imagery, in regards to the bathtub scene...holds the
reader's attention, a wake up call. a lot {up to you} you can do more to
this story, but I feel it's amazing as it is, feel you got your msg across.

hopefully, your words will slap the hell out of all those wanna be keyboard
warriors & horrid behaving kids in real life...their conscious. but,
I doubt they even have one...to begin with...still, we can hope.

thanks for sharing (:

Posted 1 Year Ago


ms. barrie

1 Year Ago

Will do...submit here on this site/ online? not sure abour
ms. barrie

1 Year Ago

about that...sorry my thumb slipped.............
Ena Lona Kendra

1 Year Ago

message me
this reminds me of our idiot troll and the problems he has brought on people,david demers
this is exactly how he would bully people,especially girls...

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow! You are definitely too good a writer to lose to suicide. Super powerful story. I don't usually read stories. I have no patience, no time, and so many stories take so long to build up to the point. You arrived at the point immediately. You held my normally impatient attention with every solid line. Each word pulled me along, and I didn't once think, "How long is this story?' A sad tale it was, too. But a lovely write. A very powerful and important topic to discuss. Suicide is never the answer, but we have to deal with these bullies firmly and completely. I'd like to drop them on a deserted island somewhere for 6 months and see if they've learned their lesson. That's what some native american tribes used to do to punish their wayward youth.
Great write, my new friend. I enjoyed it.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Wow what a brilliant, haunting story!!!! It made me shiver all over!!!

Posted 2 Years Ago


This comes from a dark place. I can relate to many of it. Fantastic. Keep it up

Posted 2 Years Ago


Bullying is a serious case in the world. Thanks that you are standing up and fight for justice ^_^

Posted 2 Years Ago


The story reads verbatim with the theme...the idea of the lost of a friend...confronting the same aspects as her...only for the same predicament to happen...one must find in oneself to speak out...I was only one of two Asians in my class...one day I had to make a defining moment in gym class...A classmate was mad about us losing a game...only to call me out as a "Chink"...so in my reaction I called him the "N" word...the locker room erupted...but no one was offended calling me a "Chink"...yet I stood up for myself and said...what if you were in a room full of Chinese people...would you have the right to call me a "Chink"...as much as the room looked like they were ready to kill me...my point of view was taken across...until this day...by standing up...we became even more in touch with the event and closer friends with the dilemma...had I not --- being called names would have continued and my voice not heard...

This can be reworked...with the grammar and word usage as to improve the writing quality...but that's all up to you...since you're the creator of the work...good day...

Posted 2 Years Ago



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Added on October 10, 2014
Last Updated on March 8, 2016
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Ena Lona Kendra
Ena Lona Kendra

ocala, FL



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