It feels as if a fire is in my mind.
My face is scrunched up.
A storm is breaking inside me.
My feet are kicking the wall in rage.
My hands are sinking to the bottom of my pockets.
I want to scream, but I am too scared to.
I have to stay
And listen
To everyone calling me names
And leaving me out.
I am all alone in the corner of the playground.
Ciara Coll
Year 4
I hope you don't really feel like this Ciara. But I think you have perfectly and powerfully described how lots of people do feel. Not everyone can put their feelings into words - you have a talent for writing. Well done
ReplyDeleteOutstanding writing, Ciara! Your description is so powerful it makes me want to cry. It also achieves what is the mark of brilliant writing, that being the impact on the reader....it makes me even more determined that behaviour causing feelings of this kind has no place whatsoever at Harewood School.
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