I got dressed and went to school one day br and there was no smile on my face br but the teacher knew something was wrong, cause i didn't want to play br because my happiness was gone and pain took it's place. br br Although my clothes were torn, dirty and smelled bad br and the other kids laughed and called me bad names br i wished they all knew that, these clothes were all i had br sometimes they must have felt that this was just a game. br br The teacher knew something was wrong, because i didn't take my seat br and as the kids laughed on, i knew i didn't have a friend br so she took me in the hall and asked me if i been beat br i told her if i said anything that this would be the end. br br As we talked on, i looked up at her face br she asked me what happen, and i begin to speak br i was really trying to talk at a steady pace br but i had to slow down because i was getting weak. br br I tried to tell her and make her understand what i go through br but she had to get back in class, because the kids were getting loud br she came back out, and we begin to talk and i asked her what can i do br but through the surprise and tears in my eyes, i still stood there proud. br br My teacher told me that she was very hurt, as she sit there and started to cry br the kids all got quiet, there was stillness in the class br they heard me telling her i sometimes wish i could die br and the kids held there hands out and said we're sorry as i left the class.