The people at school know me as Kar, a twelve year old girl.
Some people may look at me as a happy, energetic girl; they might even look at me as some popular, stuck-up sixth grader. They see me smiling every day, people pushing each other to talk to me, and see me sitting at one of the popular tables. They might sit there and think, "Why aren't I her?"
Want to know a secret? I'm not happy. Heck, I'm not even close to being happy. What almost none of you know, is the fact that I'm deaf. No, not completely, but I can only hear 10% in my left ear, while I cannot hear at all in my right. I wasn't born this way - there was an incident where I was younger, that the audiologists can't describe. No, although I know some sign language, that's now how I communicate; you can't even tell I'm deaf. I speak perfectly fine. No stuttering, I'm not too quiet (nor loud), and you can understand me.
Want to know something else? I get bullied. Daily. I'm so sick of it. So sick of the names! They push me down over and over again, kicking me until I get up. I get known as clingy, because every other day, my so-called "friends" would turn against me. Why? Because I'm not "good enough."
Every day, I'm afraid to go to school, scared of what they're going to do next. Are they going to gang up on me again? Are they going to call me worthless?
What'd the teachers do? "Oh, they're just words."
Yeah, they're just words -- but they kill!
Aren't I a human? Why can't I be treated like one?!
