A bully

She walked down the small flight of stairs early that morning. In her silky nightdress half asleep, “What are you looking at” She hissed walking towards the kitchen. I had just got through the door it was dark and cold outside as I placed my school bag under the stairs. I walked towards the living room and sat on the sofa in front of the television. I closed up on the end of the sofa as she walked towards me. “get out of my seat you cow, moooove” I got up and sat on the floor there was a whole sofa and two armchairs but the armchairs had clothes and boxes on which I didn’t want to touch as I was too scared to because Danielle would turn it into something it wasn’t. The floor was cold on my bum as I sat watching the television. Her mum walked in “Why are you on the floor?” Danielle glared at me forcing me to back away from her mum’s question. “I like the floor” I smiled as her mum smiled back.
“Okay if your sure” she walked away wiping her hands on her piny. Time felt as if it wouldn’t move it was only half seven and there was at least and hour and a half until school. I kept thinking to myself if I’m quiet and don’t draw tension to myself nobody would notice me. I looked at the floor and began to make patterns and images it was fun. Until Danielle’s sister came down she was as horrible as her, a five foot giant with a potatoes head. I hated her. As she walked in the television began to show a video of gravy. “I hate gravy all people who eat gravy are pigs, I bet you eat gravy don’t you?” She put her feet up on the table and knocked all of the china off the table. “Oi you, I’m talking to you” As I watched all the stuff fall from the table onto me saving what I could I turned around. “Yes?” She looked at me the ends of her mouth tilting up. “You like gravy don’t you?” I nodded then turned back to the comforting television. “Oi I’m talking to you” She got up off the sofa you could hear it breathing from the weight she put onto it. I began to look at the floor as she came and sat up in front of me. She knelt down a bit taller than my level and said “Don’t ignore me” Then slapped my face. I had gotten used to it. Danielle was sniggering in the background. As she got up from the sofa to get a drink. She took a while and I wondered where she went, so I got up to look for her. Plus I didn’t want to be blamed or something or accused of nicking. I walked into the kitchen because that’s where she always was eating. Be it chocolate, crisps or cereal she ate it. She wasn’t in there though so I walked back out plus I herd someone walk down the stairs I was hoping it was her mum but it wasn’t it was Danielle. “Mum” I watched her yell as her burnt brown eyes looked into my blue. “She’s stealing” Her mum ran downstairs. “Excuse me” Her mums face glared at me. “You shouldn’t steal you should no that’s wrong by now” her eyes glared as I bowed my head. “Anyway school time, I will be telling your mother” Danielle’s mouth rose as she went to get her coat on. “Aww you know stealing’s bad”
“I did jackshit and you know it” Her mum began to get us out of the door as we walked along to the school. I enjoyed the walk and the stay at school except Danielle would upset my friends and wouldn’t let me stay with them. She was like glue and I couldn’t unstick her as much as I tried. She always made me cry and made me miserable. Her and her sister both. It was depressing an eight year old would do it to somebody there age. I went through lessons and had fun though she is in them it doesn’t really bother me and at lunch I saw some boy push her over scraping her knee making a large gaping hole in her tights at lunch. She began to cry as she rushed to the first aid room. I began to laugh as soon as I saw she had left. Soon after school finished and I saw her sister and her waiting for me.
“Took your time didn’t you come on hurry up” Her sister said as they both began to run home. I caught up with them. Then Danielle began to play outside and annoying people that I liked and getting sweets off some boy. I just stood by and watched as she began stealing sweets and things. I felt embarrassed because what she was doing. She soon got bored and went indoors. We went into her room it was tidy through I felt frightened. Her sister came in and shut the door. Unfortunately I was on the floor and too timid to run off. But she sat on the bed Danielle was smiling. I wasn’t stupid enough I didn’t know what was going to happen. She began to yell and say things which basically blurred my mind. I just began to nod and only caught the swearing as she slapped me. “Did you get that?” she said. I nodded tears began falling from my face. “What did I say?” I said all the swearing and the one sentence that stuck in my mind the most. “You think its clever being a fucking bully” I repeated that one and she screamed. I was really scared and also angry at Danielle’s lies. “Don’t you fucking” her sister stopped as I pulled the knife from her hand. “Don’t ever fucking touch me again bully.”