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.
