Jake og mobning i skolen

Again I was sitting on my bed wondering if I should leave my home and go to my friends or just stay sitting on my bed. It has been a very bad day, the big boys from the older classes bullied me all day long, and they are really some annoying idiots and I wondering why they should be such. Is it because I am a nerd? Is it because I’m not so pretty? Or is it because I do not wear the right clothes? I really don’t know if I should tell the adults about my problems at the school. I could hear my momma scream “Jake! Get down here, its dinnertime!” I didn’t answer her, and I was not really hungry. I hold hands and start asking God in my minds, how I should make this stop. It didn’t get any answer so I start wondered if there were any God in this world. I hear my momma go up the stairs with long heavy steps, she took the door knob, and I took a deep breath and she said “what’s the matter with you? Why do I always have to call twice before you come, is there some problems at school or anything else?” I looked at her with a cold look, and answered “yes there is.”I told her everything, and she said with a sad voice, “oh I’m very sorry to hear that Jake, why you not told us that?” and I answer her “I don’t know momma.. I really don’t know” I asked her thoughtful what I should do, she said “Just ignore the idiots.” I just answered okay. I didn’t know what to do and how to just ignore them, I walked down to get something to eat, but there wasn’t much left, I walked up the stairs and lied on my bed, I was very tired, I felt asleep. I woke up shortly after I felt asleep, and I dreamed the most, strangest dream I ever had, I could not remember every piece of it but something was in the school, and I was very popular, everything was great in that dream, there wasn’t any idiots, there bullied me. I wished the school would be like in my dream. That would be perfect, without someone who’s teasing others. The day after it was absolute the same as yesterday, the boys from the older classes bullied me again, and I tried to ignore them, but it didn’t seem to work. I talked with my teacher, but it did not help much. I ran home and I was sitting on my bed again, maybe I should change school. I sat on my bed very thoughtful and all of my minds went on wheels, a tear ran out of my eye. Maybe I should change school that will be the best. I’m so tired of all that shit. And the tears kept on rolling down the cheek.