I was hurt by my class one day; everyone turned against me because a girl told the class some lies, and I was unfairly judged, even by my friends. But some of them were really kind and supported me. Still, I spent days and days crying, and nights too; I couldn’t stop crying and didn’t talk about it with the teachers or even the school tutors, and I withdrew into myself, no longer able to talk as I did at the start of the year because I used to be very sociable and playful, and I’d even make friends with people who were bullied and not appreciated by the school; basically, I was adored by everyone at school. But even with their support, I couldn’t forget what happened to me, even though now everyone has forgotten about it. I will never forget it, and it hurts every time I think about it