Taking my money, food and clothing what do I have left besides my body.
Bullying is an agent of moral decandancy.
Now deep down in my heart I am realising how they destroyed my secondary education. When I was in the first form, I was excited to start learning at a High School, not knowing what terrible things awaited me. I collected my last bags from the car to the dorms. Standing in front of me was a wierd looking student, dressed in an oversized uniform. His eyes were red hot and his noise was pointed like Pinocchio's, His lips were as thick as three hundred paged book.