A Different Side

I never wanted this to happen.

I never wanted to be a burden.

But 'I wants' never get, that's what I was told.

Not by my parents, not by any one else in my family but … by the bullies.

I never wanted to be a burden to my parents, I never wanted to trouble them about my problems at school; but it's not like I can lie to them about how my day went!

It's not like I can lie to my sisters … sister, either.

They care too much, that's the problem!

I don't want them to worry about me … I didn't want anyone to.

So that is why I persuaded them to move me to a new school, a school that probably haven't heard of my family name.

A school where kids will (probably) not judge me.

A place where there wouldn't be any bullies picking on me and a place that my parents won't worry about whether it's the right school.

I wanted to stop my family from worrying about me … but that might have been a bit too much to ask for.

You see, when I moved, I became friends- no, scratch that best friends with three completely different brothers who I labelled when I first met them (before I knew their names) Blue, Red and Purple.