Bullying Scene Competition
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Thread Topic: Bullying Scene Competition
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GinnyGirl JuniorCharacters: 1 girl (victim), 1 best friend(girl), maximum 2 bullies.
It's at the end of a high school day and 2 of the bullies need to be boys.
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Wait, do we write a story? Or write characters?
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^Ditto Sage
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GinnyGirl JuniorYou write a mini scene.
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I lay on my matted bed, embedded in crumbled sheets and choked from my gush of flowing tears. Every afternoon Id scurry home from school and fumble for the old, rust worn key. It felt familiar in my small hand and breathed safety and security. I pushed the key firmly into the lock and twisted. I stepped into the lit corridor and dropped my school bag on the worn carpet. I felt a choke rise in the back of my throat and before the tears swam down my face I ran to my room and slammed the door.
I felt so alone. There was no one I could talk to and no one who would understand the insecurities I felt. No councillor, no parent or friend could help me. I was a fallen and useless case.
Each day turned into more horror and hurt. He picked on me and spoke nasty words behind my back. Rumour after rumour was spread. Whilst at school I kept a straight face and refused to let the tears run. Tears were for the weak and worthless and I didnt want him seeing that. I kept my emotions bottled up. I couldnt even tell my best friend; Liz. She was beautiful and caring but I couldnt let her worry about me anymore.
I stared at the old, wooden clock and watched the hand tick at an ever slowing pace. 20 seconds, 10 seconds The bell shrilled a screeching roar, similar to a strangled lion. I picked up my bag and swung it on my shoulder. I stepped out the back door and a warm breeze gently tousled my hair.
The oval lay in front of me and took my entire line of vision. Small, delicate pansies had begun to flower on the edges of the grass and gave the oval a cheery essence. How wrong I was.
He swung in front of me and knocked me down. He kicked me again and again and the soil caved into my dry mouth. My cracked lips burned and my head throbbed. He forced my head up with a chunk of my hair and although let out agonizing screams. I kicked furiously but my efforts were pointless and only amused him more. His mouth cracked into a huge grin and he seemed overall amused.
That grin, playing on his mouth was the last I saw before I blacked out and fell unconscious. -
This website deletes some punctual things. It brings down the quality... It's so annoying! D:
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I'm actually going to be working on a script too for a bullying thing...
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I think I'll pass this one.
I'm having a major case of writers block so now is not exactly the best time for me to be entering these things :/ Sorry.
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