Bullying Story: An Inspired Short Story
Photo by Taylor Flowe Recess. My favourite period in our school schedule is recess. Why? It's when I can leave the classroom and enjoy the food, I packed for myself in the morning. If I had one wish, I'd use it to extend recess time. Some might call me crazy for not wishing for wealth or superpowers like invisibility or flying. They have a point – invisibility could lead to wild antics, and flying might result in a painful fall from jumping at such a height. So, I'll stick with the joy of a longer recess where I can eat to my heart’s content. When the bell rings, it's back to classrooms with minds focused on textbooks and photocopies. As I jotted down my thoughts about how awesome recess is in my book, the bell chimed in. I grabbed my bag, rose from the stairs, and joined my classmates. Walking through crowded halls, I finally reached my next class. Honestly, it's not about tough textbooks or studies. It's the people I'm around all year. Unnecessary drama...