Tuesday, April 7, 2015

The PE Teacher

One day a girl walked into the class and started to scream. What was wrong with her? Here's what happened. She was walking from her last class when her PE teacher stopped her. The PE teacher asked her if she was going to try out for the soccer team. The girl who's name was Abigail said no because she sprung her hamstring. The PE teacher said ok and walked away a little sad. She went to her locker when bang she felt her head hit the locker door. She saw the PE teacher behind her. He tried to grab her but she ran to the locker room because she thought he was going to do something to her. He began to drag her into his office when they heard a door close. He let go of her and she ran as fast a she could out the locker room. She ran to her next class and screamed. The teacher asked what was wrong and she told her everything. The principal and her parents were called and an investigation started. The PE teacher got fired and Abigail went to another school. Six months later that same PE teacher follwed Abigail to her car, pulled out a gun and shot her. Then he called the police and shot himself dead.

This was a short story some classmates and I had to create (I wrote the ending) We read it out loud in front of the class and they loved it. I have never been so happy about a short story that I made up in my life. I am proud of the ending.

Let me know what you think of the story.

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

My Bullying Experience

My name is Jocelyn and I was a victim of being bullied physically and verbally. It started in 4th grade, I was the quiet girl and that made me an easy target. I don't remember much because I'm a senior in high school now.
The bullying started in elementary when u was in the 3rd grade but it was that serious. In the 4th grade, a girl kicked me for no reason and one time my whole class didn't talk to me except one girl who became my best friend later in 5th grade. In middle school when I was in the 7th grade, the bullying got a serious. It started with the name calling, the isolation in P.E., and then things got physical.
The girls and I in my P.E. class had to play soft ball but it was really hot (Florida weather) and I was starting to feel weak. I had hit the ball so I was suppose to run but I walked. The coach told us to go to the locker rooms and before we all got to the locker rooms, all the girls came up to me and pulled my hair and punched me. Then they began to talk about me. I told the coach but she didn't do anything so I told my reading teacher who pulled me out of class and talked to me.
The other time I was friends with a group of girls who later picked on me and talked about me when I was right there. I told an administrator and I got a no contact contract on them.
After that, one of the girls spread a rumor that she was going to beat me up because of the contract but her twin sister and another girl who I became friends with told on her before I even knew about it. She got suspended. Then I moved from the area to live with my mom meaning a new school and new start right? Wrong. I got bullied at the new school as well. I got a fake ponytail pulled out in front of a group of girls and then a group of girls that I became friends with kicked from their table and ganged up on me for talking to two girls who weren't friends anymore.
One girl who is now my best friend now stuck up for me.
When I started going to high school, I started thinking about all that happened in elementary and middle school and what they all said to me and became depressed. That wasn't the only thing making me depressed, I also had problems at home. I would think about what life would be if I weren't alive but I never acted on my thoughts. Then I found out about a counseling program called CHILL. It helped me a lot my 9th and 10th grade year. I became a stronger person and I'm thinking about pursuing a career in psychology and counseling for teens who are going through bullying and other stressors in their life that may want them to end their life but need help and that hope that pulls them through like it did for me.
Being bullied helped me pick my friends wisely and mature. I know being bullied is horrible and believe me it is, good things can come from it.

I want to help those who are being bullied or contemplating suicide. Here are some hotlines I found online that are for the US
Teen Hotline 1-800-420-1479
Cyber bullying Hotline 1-800-273-8255
Suicide Hotline 1-877-332-7333
Please use these hotlines if you or a friend is being bullied or talking about suicide or even depressed, I encourage you (or you parents) to take bullying seriously, lives are on the line and people are being hurt emotionally, verbally, and relationally.

Comment your story because I'm here to listen and give advice just like someone did for me. Also like and share this to your school principal, another parent, even a friend. :)

Friday, December 5, 2014

Lilly's After School Routine

Lilly opens her room door and throws down her backpack and fall on her bed. She's wearing her track suit and running shoes. She gets off her bed and heads to her dresser. She pulls out a unicorn pajama set she got when she went shopping with her mother for her birthday. She went to her bathroom and removed her makeup then turned on Taylor Swift's 1989 album on her IPhone and hopped in the shower.
After performing a four song concert and was wearing her favorite pajamas, she sat at her desk and pulled out her homework. She plugged her phone into her IPhone dock and listens to her "Homework Playlist". After doing AP Literature, AP Government, and studying for a test for Psychology, she felt her stomach growl and went downstairs to the kitchen. She grabbed an apple and peanut butter. She was going to make apple slices and peanut butter but she decided to make apple disc sandwiches. After making her delicious looking snacks, she made some camomile tea. When her tea was nice and warm like she liked it, she went back upstairs and sat on her bed. She grabbed her laptop and logged into Hulu. She watched season 2 of Chasing Life and fell asleep until her mother came home and fixed dinner.