Toms Struggle

The first day of term-Part 2

After maths Tom had English and History. English was ok but when they did persuasion Tom aced it. The boy loved History thought, the teacher made it so fun and engaging. They were currently learning about the Cold War. Tom had, had a good afternoon and was feeling happy but nonetheless craving being able to lay on his bed. He forgot that he had a 90 so when he remembered he was disappointed beyond belief. As he shuffled to the detention hall he Recalled the events of this morning, he still didn’t understand how he had gotten so mad so quickly, yes it was the first day of term and he was already anxious about it but he completely snapped as he thought about this he started writing his lines and he knew it was going to be a long 1 1/2 hours.

The year was 2015 and Tom was in year 4, a new kid had just joined the class, He had Straight ginger hair, White skin And blue eyes. His name? Josh. Tom didn’t know why but as soon as Josh joined he became the recipient of a lot more bullying. I’m fact the first interaction Tom and josh had was an argument that Tom had stolen josh’s coat hanger, he didn’t by the way but that’s besides the point. It was a terrible first impression. He was already unliked by his peers. At least he had 2 friends, Lin and Scott. Especially Scott. Tom tried desperately to get Josh to be his friend but it just made the teasing more relentless and deep. This happened all throughout year 6 and 7. Josh slowly turned more of the class than already was against him, Against him. Then it all came to a breaking point in year 5. Tom behaved really badly throughout this year and he didn’t know why. He would constantly walk out of class, he got no learning done. He had no idea why he wasn’t referred to someone during this period. Josh and Tom had, had an argument and josh started teasing him. Josh and 6 other people started surrounding him and had him pinned up against a wall josh was saying things like You’re such a baby, Why can’t you be normal? Have you seen yourself? You’re a freak! He felt trapped, Overwhelmed, Scared, Angry, Resentful. Then he snapped, he started chasing josh around the playground at full speed with Josh running away, laughing. There had been a lot of times where Tom had nearly gotten into a fight with his bully. The ridiculous thing? His teachers had never did anything to stop it. Josh had been given warning after warning but he always defied and never got punished. And there Tom was, doing 2 ninety minutes. Tom was tired of this. he was getting bullied, his home life was terrible. That was the start of a long rivalry that is still going to this day

Tom walked home feeling resentful and depressed. After remembering that during detention his whole headspace changed as he got on the 78 Bus. That’s when it all started he thought. I wonder why he picked on me. I’ve always known I’m different but I wonder why. Why is it that I’m so strange. In year 4 I took an ADHD test but it came back negative. It’s too bad because I’d love to have something to explain how I behave and feel but if I don’t have ADHD then I don’t. There’s nothing I can do about it. So Tom walked home. He’d always hated London, the “charm” of the big city was non-existent for him and the hustling bustling streets were overwhelming. Just walking through the the city made him want to cover his ears but in fear of being looked at he didn’t.

After a long journey home he was finally there. He knew that he’d have school tomorrow and he wasn’t sure if he was in reintegration, he hoped he was but he didn’t count on it. It may seem strange that the boy wanted to be in reintegration but in there you had a set schedule, there was forced silence and during break and lunch he could sit down and read a book without looking like a loner. It was a very calm and orderly place so Tom would sometimes try to be in there. Not so often that they became suspicious or they intervened. as he sat down on his bed an email flashed on his phone. As he read it his heart dropped. He’d forgotten there was maths homework due, he couldn’t get another 60 he’d have detentions all week. “It’s so unfair, I’m tired of these constant detentions over and over again I just want to go home at a NORMAL time for even ONCE a week!” As this thought snapped at him constantly like a venomous snake his mum called him down for dinner so as he slurped his tomato pasta he tried to figure out a way to get out of this. Just as he finished he realised a way he could, as his head of year knew about what had happened he could say that it was playing on his mind too much and he couldn’t concentrate as a result. Maybe he’d still have to do the work but at least he wouldn’t get a detention he thought. It was 12:36 am and Tom was falling asleep. today had been mentally exhausting and he needed that sleep. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier as he slowly drifted off into sleep. He’d been thinking about the ADHD test he’d taken and the symptoms (he knew about) of ADHD. As he compared the symptoms to some of his characteristics it was when he was doing this that he had a revelation, “I could have ADHD!” Then his eyes closed and he was fast asleep