Well, today has well and truly been one of the worst days of my lfie. (
Warning: this is not for the weak hearted
(you'll get that when you read it))
It all started about a week ago, when I decided to stick up for my friends because this child (we'll call him Bob over the internet) was being mean to me and my friends.
Now "Bob" has a heart problem, he has a hole in his heart and he had to live off of a machine for two years of his life, which made him loose two years of his growth, so he is a midget. He also clearly has trouble breathing so he speaks like Johnny Vegas.
I also have a heart problem. I have Vesovegal Syncope. This causes me to have dizzy spells but never before have I fainted of it. I also currently have a broken foot, so I have to use a crutch.
So, watching him bully my friends and I:
Me: How can you bully people?
Bob: What?
Me: How can
YOU bully people?
Bob: What do you mean?
Me: You who must be what? At least a fooot high, and who sounds like you have a wasp trapped down your throat. You only pick on people because you know that you should be b=picked on yourself.
And I really upset him. some of you make think that I was wrong to do so, others make think I did the right thing as he was calling us names etc. It shut him up. He never said anything nasty to anyone for about a week. Then today, in our English lesson, he keeps on calling me a twat, a wanker, "Nathan Smells" "Nathan is a shady shit" and numerous more insults that escape my mind. Then all of a sudden, he remembers what I said to him last week and says to me:
Bob: Nathan, you have a problem right?
Me: Yes
Bob: Well how would you like it if I were to pick on you because of your heart problem
Me: I'd hate it.
Bob: Exactly. So why Can't I pick on you because of your heart problem
Me: Because my heart problem isn't noticable.
For those of you who have maybe missed the insult, remember he is a midget and speaks wierd because of his heart problem. Anyhowz, he starts crying his eyes out, Seriously, seriously upset from what I said to him. It was like he didn't care about anything else. He was telling the teacher to "**** off" and getting abusive and really really angry because of it. Saying that he wanted to go home because he couldn't cope with how nasty I was being to him.
Then lunch came along and I hung around with my friends. Lunch went fine, didn't bump into Bob.
Then came Science. I was sitting in Science and our head of year came in and asked for me. I went outside with her and she started to tell me off and she told me that she wanted to see me and Bob in her office tomorrow at lunch time.
So I go back into Science, everything fine. Bell goes, time for Maths, I walk to Maths walk into the classroom and everyone in the class was throwing chairs at me, kicking my crutch as I was trying to walk, being really abbusive towards me. "Why Are you ****ing picking on Bob you ****ing little twat?" etc. So I walk out of the classroom and the teacher shouts at me for leaving. So I come back in, sit down, everyone still being mean to me. Then I started feeling really saqw in my chest, so I thought I was having an asthma attack. I went to the nurse and asked her if she had anything for asthma and she said she wasn't allowed to give me anything becuase of the law, and she is not allowed the perscribe medication to me. ( So If I was lying dead on the floor I suppose she would just let me die) She said it probably wasn't my asthma but most likely a strained muscle from using my crutch. So I hobble back and sit back in my chair, everyone still beign nasty to me and the teacher told me I was not fit to be in lesson so she sent my best friend to escort me to the nurse so she could send me home.
I was walking down the corridoor, and I made it ten metres before I said to Katherine "I'm going to faint" So I sat down in the corridoor and asked Katherine to go and get the nurse. She couldn't because she didnt want to leave me, and by some stroke of luck a kid called tom walked past. I put my feet up on my bag (for those nitwits out there who don't know that that is what you do when you are about to faint) and lay down i nthe corridoor. I asked Tom to go and get a drink from the drinking fountain for me and the Canteen was locked
So I remembered that I left my water bottle in the maths classroom so Katherine went to get it for me and she filled it up in the sinks in the toilet. I drank it and Tom Gregory went to get the nurse. When she came she phoned my parents and that was the end of that really.
I had got myself so fustrated my heart problem was kicking in which caused me to faint.
But I found out when my friends were worried about me, Bob was all "Don't feel sorry for him. Feel sorry for me. I'm the one being picked on by him!"
TODAY HAS BEEN THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!
Worst Day of my life *If you like reading about peoples crap lives then come here*
