rayofmemory's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ::brandon:: first time i've rode the bus in a week. first time in a week...i realized how much i didn't miss it. two guys in the front seats...picking on him, who was sitting kiddie corner and one seat behind me. from the moment he got on...to the moment he got off...they didn't give him a second to breathe. the one adult who could of said something, do the right thing. the one adult to at least make some effort in stopping the problem. said nothing. sure brandon can be annoying, and loud...and well, obnoxious. and she prolly wanted to let him have it...since shes been dealing with him for over a year. but when i looked back at him...i didn't see that annoying, loud, obnoxious kid. i saw something else. it was prolly the second flashback i've ever had in my life...but it happened then. i remember being young...in the third grade. we were on a trip to some museum...i sat alone, as usual...when all of the sudden a bunch of kids...who didn't like me and i didn't like them...started picking on me...about everything. after a while of trying to get them to stop i gave up, lying down and pretending to sleep. the teacher...sitting next to a student one seat in front of me...said nothing. she just let me take it in. she prolly looked back and thought i was really sleeping. i'm a poor actress so even i don't believe that. from the moment i stepped on that bus, to the moment i stepped off...they didn't stop. so i laid there, broken...thinking 'don't let them see you cry'. so when i looked...i didn't see brandon...i saw a child...laying there, broken...probably thinking 'don't let them see me cry'. 3:53 p.m. - 2002-05-20 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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