Bullied- P1

The different perspectives:
Flora
Darcy
Kallum
Mackenzie


Flora-

I walked across the crisp, white snow looking over my shoulder every few seconds. I was scared to death. The reason why? A boy and a girl are trying to find me. I don't know why she is bullying me, but I've obviously done something.
I had to run today, 1 mile to get away from her. I felt my head, red, thick blood dripping from a deep cut.
I don't understand what I've done, I've tried to get on with my own business but she just teared it apart.
I forgot to look over my shoulder and out of nowhere a black figure jumped and pushed me to the ground.
It was her. She was practically sitting on me, she started talking.



Darcy-

I was ontop of her small, flimsy body.
"Look what we have here, a little, scared 14 year old."
"What shall I do with you then, hmm. Torture you? Cut your wrists? Or let you free?"
It was obvious she was going to reply with freedom. But it was also obvious that it wasn't going to happen.
Why do I hate her? Because she is a arrogant little shit.
She thinks she's all smart with her books and everything. Just because I'm not as brainy, she always looks like shes putting me down. And I have had enough.


Kallum-

I didn't like seeing Flora get hurt by Darcy, but I had to tag along because Darcy made me. The truth is, I've always liked Flora, she's pretty, smart and funny. She has everything, but Darcy has the power, and the knife. She's cut me a few times before and I didn't want it to happen again. I still have those red marks down my arms. I am too afraid to show them..


To be continued...