Bill and the herd

Walking to home room, mind filled with gloom. For once! Just for fucking once, could I not be the dunce! Perhaps I could be treated as human for once. Billy screams to himself. The ramones t-shirt barely contains his fat. Long black hair he resembles a rat, and he knows that. Finally arriving at home room. He creaks the door open. Do you need a broom! The bird looking teacher asks with much sarcasm. Billy trying to keep cool says nah miss bird, fuck that. Whispers fill the air, he acts as though he don't care. Tears start to swell. Billy flips off the class and wishes them all to hell. Go to the office now! You frickin retard! She screamed, with no regard to his feelings. Billy can take no more, stupid fucking whore. He mumbled to himself. Running to the bathroom stall wondering why noone likes him at all. He locks the door and lyes on the floor. Wishing to be alive nomore. Why does everyone hate me. Why! Why! Why! He asks himself over his cries. The bell rings, time for lunch. He wants to hide, but can no longer. Feeling just a little stronger. Making his way to the cafeteria, trying so hard not to go into hysteria. He finds a table, yet he's unable. Unable to talk. All though this table is met for a nerd it did not matter he was not part of the herd. Some young girl tried to talk to him, but the herd wouldn't allow it. Don't talk to him he's weird and retarted, the herd said. Poor Billy's face turned the bloodiest red. The day went on, and on and on. Billy just wanted to be gone. The bell rang, class was dismissed. Billy was oh so sad and pissed. He finally got home after his day. How was your day, Hun? His mother asked. Went great mom even got a girlfriend. Yeah right, a girlfriend. I don't even have a friend. Billy thinks to himself. He goes up the stairs, and shuts his door, the world will here from him nomore.  Bang bang. Billy is dead, shot himself square in the head. Yet bullying is not a crime? When is "freedom of speech" crossing the line?