It was a typical Wednesday morning and Kerry was on her way to school.
She was a short skinny girl, with what some might say ‘childish’ pigtails and big thick glasses. She was smart and liked to impress the teachers.
Today was the day they had to take in there history projects. Kerry proudly held her folder filled with work she had been working on for the last 7 weeks.
Kerry didn’t have many friends. She’d moved to the school recently and was very shy. She tried her best to be nice to the children but they thought it was fun to pick on her. ‘Torture’ she described it.
So anyway, she arrived at school early. Great she thought another reason to be picked on. The bell rang and she took her place quickly and quietly at the front of the class, carefully placing her project on the desk in front of her.
Slowly the classroom filled with children. After what seemed like ages, there teacher Ms. Brooke, asked for silence.
“Okay children so who’s brought there project?” she looked around the classroom. Many desks were bare. She frowned. “Ah Kerry I knew I could reply on you to set a good example!”
Kerry buried her head in her hands. She heard Ms. Brooke saying the odd thing like “Yes” and “aha” In other words she liked it.
“Wait here” she beamed throwing the folder on the desk “I’m going to get the head to see this!”
Kerry lifted her head to see Mark stood behind her, glaring evilly at her. Suddenly he grinned and roughly picked up the folder.
“Oh this work is fabulous my little Kerry sweetie” he said between laughs.
He scanned the room for his cronies, stopping on Jermane.
“Catch” He grinned throwing the folder full pelt across the room. Before she knew it people were jumping up and down begging for it to be thrown to them. Kerry jumped up and down trying to catch it. Her eyes started to prickle.
“Don’t cry honey” said Jermane in a sickly sweet voice. Him and his friends doubled over laughing. They thought this was hilarious. She knew they weren’t going to give it back yet so she sat back and watched them.
Suddenly George hit it hard, it flew onto the bookshelf knocking books off and then shooting back and out of the window!
“Score!” George shouting sending everyone mad with laughter again.
“Why?” Kerry whispered to herself. “Why do you do this to me?” She said louder and clearer. A few people stopped laughing and looked at her. “Why” she repeated crying hysterically. “Why, why, why??” Suddenly and unexpectedly she clenched her fists and barged through the crowd. She sat on the windowsill “I can’t believe I’m going to do this she whispered. Ms. Brooke walked in with the head. They stood silently staring at her along with everyone else.
“Wait here we’ll get help” there teacher yelped. They fled from the room quickly.
Suddenly Mark whispered “Jump” the words went through Kerry’s mind. “Jump” he repeated. Suddenly nearly everyone was saying it. Chanting it.
Some girls cried out in protest. “She won’t do it. She has no bottle!” he sneered. The girls slowly joined in.
A million voices sounded in her mind. She was confused, didn’t know what she was doing. Slowly she leaned forward and looked outside. More people. Shouting. She tipped forward the wind hit her hard winding her. She fell to the floor with a bang, people crowded around. Too late. They had gone too far and it was the last time.
this is only my second piece of work posted

i hope you like it its not very good i know but i havnt been writing long since im only twelve thanx for any feedback
