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Creative Writing About Schoolboy Bullying

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Statement of Intent: This is a creative writing piece that is based on my experiences of schoolboy bullying. While I would say that I’ve never really been bullied, the story is an insight into what I’ve seen in common in primary and high school. It may appear in a school journal, young writers ' magazine or short story compilation. While there are many elements of truth in experiences it is also exaggerated and a work of fiction at heart. I also want to note that I have really enjoyed my time at school. It is heavily dramatized and I also thought The sun glowered over the school dusty school field. Patches of green grass clung to the fawn coloured surface like puffs of thread on a ratty blanket while the Nike-clad paws of 90 boys kicked up …show more content…

Together Choji and I decided to join the ‘touch’ in the centre, each picking different sides, unable to bear the rising moans of a fake orgasm wafting through the summer air. I noted the Captain of our team was Jaxxen. With a father freshly out of prison, pinched face and intimidating height, old Jaxxen was a classic Disney channel bully, a wannabe bad kid. He would push weaker boys in the hallways and irritate teachers without ever doing anything bad enough to justify real action. Having had a schoolyard fight with him in week one of the term, he left me alone and believed my facade of not being a kid he wanted to fuck with. It was a paper-thin illusion but one I clung to dearly. He nodded at me and punted the ball to a scrawny English boy called Matthew on the opposite team. His kick had the desired effect as a horde of his greasers swamped poor Matthew, leaving only his stick-thin pale arm visible to anyone’s eyes. The ball made it out of the makeshift maul and was picked up by a large boy called Sione. Rumour had it that Sione had a contract with the Warriors; I felt said rumor was confirmed by the way he ran with four boys clinging to his shorts. Eventually, the tower crashed and the ball was picked up by a boy called Sam. Picking my battles, I sprinted up and hit him low, achieving a nice tackle and cementing Jaxxen’s view that I was hard. The ball sprang out from Sam’s arms and landed in the worst possible location. Rei’s arms.

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