Don't laugh at me

Chapter one

"Don't laugh at me, don't call me names

Don't get your pleasure from my pain,

In God's eyes we're all the same

Someday we'll all have perfect wings

Don't laugh at me."

A small boy of about ten years old sits quietly in his desk, waiting for the class to end. He had been humiliated yet again for not being able to read out loud. He had struggled to get the words out but he couldn't make sense of them, none of the spelling looked right in fact it looked like the words were spelled backwards. He couldn't tell that to his teacher Mrs. Jones though she had already accused him of being lazy and not wanting to participate in class work. No one thought there was an underlying problem for why he couldn't read well, they just said he was lazy and didn't want to do the work.

The child sat there with his head bent down ashamed of his own weakness. He was always being made fun by teacher and kids alike. It had been like this since he had started school but no one would do anything about it. Silent tears drifted down the child's face, it hurt him more than anyone realized to hear himself being put down because he had trouble. He sensed that something wasn't normal with this problem after all he should have been able to read a while ago. He wished he could find help with it but he wasn't sure who to turn too, he was lazy and stupid whenever there was a parent teacher conference that John Winchester would actually attend. Those meetings only served to humiliate Sam further, after all John had never known about this issue until recently. Sam had tried to tell his father that he'd had trouble reading but John had taken the teacher's side, and became harder on Sam when it came to schoolwork. After all John wasn't around to see Sam struggling to do it, he was a hunter of all things supernatural or in Sam's way of thinking all things scary.

"Is the big baby going to cry" a cruel voice taunted and Sam sunk further into his seat. Ryan Carter was one of Sam's biggest tormenters. Ryan seemed to always be around whenever Sam was the most miserable. He reminded Sam of a shark the way he was able to spot a weakness and exploit it. Sam wondered what had happened to make the smaller child so mean, after all there was always an underlying reason for bullying, which is why Sam always went out of his way to try to be kind to him but some days where harder than others and today was proving to be a trial.

Sam sighed ignoring Ryan and raising his hand and wiping the tears away. His father had always taught him not to show weakness, but he didn't understand the whole concept until now anyways. If there is any weakness it will be found and used against you. While he waited for the class to end, Sam felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he winced. He had been feeling this pain every once in a while but he had never spoken of it to his father. He was afraid John would think he was wanted most in the world it was his father's approval. Telling him about the shortness of breath and chest pains wasn't the way to get it. He was afraid to tell Dean because he figured his older brother would go running to their father if he thought something was wrong. Groaning, Sam closed his eyes as the pain grew worse for a moment before the pain slowly slacked off. He sighed when it was gone. Opening his eyes he was relieved to find the class was over and he was able to escape from that prison of a classroom. He managed to escape with a few scathing remarks from his teacher about learning to read, but ever the picture of manners Sam didn't reply he just walked off. Only to be shoved hard into a row of lockers.

"Ryan will you please just leave me alone" Sam said as he started to feel the pain in his chest again.

"Sorry no can do freak" Ryan snarled and roughly punched Sam in his chest, not knowing what Sam was feeling as his world exploded into pain and Sam fell to his knees. He gasped in pain, trying to find the words to tell Ryan that something was wrong. The pain in his chest was the worst he had ever felt, all of a sudden he felt a sharp kick to his stomach and Sam cried out. The other kids seeing what was going on just walked past without saying or do anything. Mrs. Jones, Sam's reading teacher saw what Ryan was doing and smirked and walked past, not saying a word.

"Please stop" Sam begged as he felt his grip on consciousness begin to loosen.

"No" Ryan said "I can't stand you. You're always nice to people even if they're mean to you. You're the worst good two shoes I've ever met."

"Not a goody two shoes" Sam murmured as his consciousness gave out and he slumped to the floor. Ryan stood shocked, he didn't think he'd hurt the kid that bad, but here was proof, the kid was unconscious. Knowing he'd get in trouble Ryan took off and left the kid lying unconscious in the hallway. One person out of the several wondering the halls even bothered to stop and check. Whipping out a phone the young lady called for help. One thing was for sure something was seriously wrong with the child.

TBC?

I hope you liked it. Bullying is one of my biggest pet peeves maybe because when I was in school, I was bullied pretty relentlessly. I don't know this story kind of comes from my experience in school and my brothers'. I only had problems with the students bullying me but my brother had to deal with the teachers and students bullying him. all I have to say is that those kinds of adults who bully kids shouldn't be working with them. Anyways thanks for reading and reviewing. Have a great thanksgiving and the rest of the week. May you be blessed. Liz