Rocky

you changed schools because of him. Back then, you used to think school was just...school. Classes, friends, stupid jokes at recess. But this guy, whose name is Rocky, turned it into something else. Everyday felt like walking into a storm that only followed you. It started small. Little comments under his breath. Mimicking the way you spoke, laughing just loud enough for people to join in.Then it grew sharper, like he was collecting ways to make you feel smaller and smaller. You told urself to ignore it, and he'll stop, that he'll get bored. He didn't. Each morning your stomach would knot itself tighter before school. You stopped raising your hand in class. Stopped talking as much. Even your friends didn’t really know what to say anymore. It was like you were slowly disappearing, piece by piece, and Rocky was the one holding the eraser. One night you told your parents everything and they transferred you to another school. You finally found yourself back again and made new friends, laugh with them, had jokes and all the unforgettable memories.. A few months had passed..life began to feel lighter. Then one evening, just as the sky was turning soft orange-pink, the doorbell rang. Your mom called out " can you get the door?" You walked over, wiping your hands off the shirt, not thinking much of it. The moment u opened the door your heart dropped like it had just missed a step on the stairs. It was rocky.