This story is for the bullying competiton and is about a young girls escape from bullying, and to let anyone out there who is being bullied that it will end, trust me I know from experience.


2. Mum?

I opened the door threw my bag onto the floor and went into the kitchen to make a cup of tea, but sitting there at the kitchen table.

"Mum, what are you doing here?" I gasped.

"I have recieved a call from your headteacher," my heart sank had someone reported the bullying? "I am disappointed in you Antonia, I know I'm not really around much but I honestly didn't expect you to act like this," said Mum in a serious tone. I was very confused and my face must of shown it.

"I just can't believe you benn bullying this poor Camilla she sounds like a lovely girl and according to the head shes distraught."

I felt my jaw drop. "Mum I haven't been bullying Camilla, its the other way round honest,"I pleaded.

"I don't want to hear it Antonia go up to your room," said mum sternly. I went into the hallway and picked up my bag before stomping up to my bedroom, I could feel the tears getting ready to spill, so I went into my bedroom, locked the door and buried my head in my pillow, and then they began to flood out, after about and hour of continuous sobbing and dialled the number of the person I knew I could rely on to believe me, Ingrid.

"Ingrid," I whispered into the phone.

"Ant is that you, are you ok?" asked Ingrid.

"You'll never believe whats just happened," I said, trying to stop myself from crying again.

"Try me," said Ingrid, although I could tell she was worried.

So I told her absolutley everything from what mum said to what Camilla said and how I was going to cope the next day, because the one thing we both knew was that it was going to be a lot, lot worse than anything either of us had ever experience before.

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