Poem 'Bullying' (autobiographical)
You kept me standing by the bridge, I couldn't move forward or back. It all happened so fast...
I remember what you asked, “Do you want to get clap or do you want to go into the water?” A question that made no sense, I was just a child!
I couldn't choose, what was I supposed to do now?! Then I saw my chance, threw my bike on the street, and ran as fast as I could to a house around the back. Not knowing if he's still there.
He had two bicycle bags, I never forgot. And then you should know how scared I was.
With beating heart, home every day from school. And always looking, far ahead of me if I saw those bike bags again.