If the title sounds strange to you, it's because it's a quote from Sherlock Holmes. But that's just a title, this is really my life in Elementary School from when I started. Please Enjoy.
When I first got out of Kindergarten, I had friends. We would laugh and play and be kind to each other. But when I started the First Grade, that all kinda changed. I had some bad habits (i.e. nose picking, nail biting, etc.) and kids didn't like that. They in fact hated me for those reasons. I know that hate is a strong word, but it was true. Nobody cared about me enought to even try to get to know me. I was different, and they knew it.
On my first day there, everyone was playing while waiting for school to start. Of course all my friends from Kindergarten weren't even there, they were in a different class. This made me feel... insecure. I knew no one, and they didn't know me. Soon the bell rang and we sat down.
We all introduced ourselves by the command of the teacher. I can no longer remember her name, but she was so kind to me. After introductions, we began a lesson. It pains me that I can't remember all of the stuff we did, but it makes me feel warm inside that I at least remember it at all. Soon the bell rang and we went out to recess. That's where the teasing began.
In class one of the kids had seen me pick my nose. He came up to me and started to tell me all sorts of cruel things. He called me a freak because I still picked my nose. I felt like crying. He didn't have to be so mean. He actually kicked rocks at me and laughed afterwards. I did cry after that. A lot of my School Days were spent crying, mostly from kids teasing me. I began to believe that I was just a freak. It continued for the rest of the day until I went home. I may have survived that day, but I wasn't whole anymore. I didn't even want to mention it to my mom. I just kept it secret. It didn' help.
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