I went to class without talking to anyone, just did my schoolwork, and went home. Overtime, something happened. I was a straight-A student and most of the teachers noticed it and I received certificates and awards every month. I was never a teacher's pet, I was just doing my job, but I guess five girls in my class just didn't understand that. It started very small, step by step, first it was name calling or speaking in hushed tones and whispering things to each other. After that I started shoving, pushing and throwing my work on the floor. Eventually, the physical contact would get out of hand to the point where these five girls would pull my hair while coming down the stairs or put their feet in the way so that I would fall. They started goading me into hitting one of them so they could all jump on me and say I started it all. However, the worst day of my life was the day they all decided to push me down the stairs and since that day I have broken down. I started missing school because I was too scared to go, my mother went to deal with the situation and nothing was done. These five girls were the reason