by Bianca Goolsby, MBA | May 19, 2019 | #StoriesInAStudentShoes
My dad is locked up, my older brother is locked up, and my cousin is locked up. I might as well be locked up too. All my teachers be tripping on me. When I tell them I don’t understand something, they just give me another worksheet. I know my teachers are tired...
by Bianca Goolsby, MBA | May 18, 2019 | #StoriesInAStudentShoes
My teacher asked me to stay behind and I was nervous. Turns out that my teacher noticed my scars on my wrists. I’ve been trying to hide them just like the pain I feel. Every day I go to school, I get bullied. These kids call me a queer and weird. I don’t know what I...
by Bianca Goolsby, MBA | May 18, 2019 | #StoriesInAStudentShoes
Growing up, I’ve always been told that something is wrong with me. My parents were always working and we rarely spent time together. They gave me a cell phone to occupy my time and I fell in love with it. Instead of helping me with my homework, they allowed me to play...
by Bianca Goolsby, MBA | May 18, 2019 | #StoriesInAStudentShoes
Distracted from school because my mother got a new boyfriend and they fight all night. He yells and screams at me. He drinks more beer and then he knocks himself out to sleep. Sleeping lightly so I can hear if they are fighting again. I don’t want anything to happen...
by Bianca Goolsby, MBA | May 17, 2019 | Uncategorized
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