Writing - The Can

At First I Felt:

 Happy, I felt like I was needed in life. I was enjoying my life the best that it could without anything stopping me. I felt welcomed into what they said was life, it was extraordinary. I felt full and thought nothing could stop me now

I Slowly Felt Myself: 

Becoming empty, cold towards others. This all started when they started bullying me, it started with name calling, then rumors and then went to lies, and people believed everything they said. They started hurting me, threatening to kill me if I said anything to anyone, It hurt knowing no one would listen to me, be my friend, or even notice me. It was shattering me even though on the outside Looked happy, inside were my true feelings. though no one would no about them since they all probably hated me and thought I would be rude as the rumors had said.

Now I Feel: 

Empty, no one can save me now. my mask I put on shattered and now everyone knows how I feel, they try to act nice but it's too late. New people come and go, one of them stayed, they understood me. They introduced me to other people who have been treated like me, we all helped each other. First it was talking in person, opening up, becoming friends, sharing contact and then we all became the best of friends. If I never met them I might of left what I now call home and not have my opportunities that I have now.

My Experience:

Today for writing Miss Birtch asked us that we are now doing narrative writing. Our task was to feel a can and explain how it feels like before we sprayed it all out. We then were asked for the difference or similarities of how the can looks like now. 

I learnt that if someone is sad or is being bullied you should show empathy and put yourself in their shoes to understand what you think they have gone through.