Bullying Poem

Don’t be a fool.

Use your tools.

Shame on you.

I don’t like you.

I cry quiet tears.

I wish you would just disappear.

I am filled with fear.

I just shed a tear.

Its bitter sweet.

I will hide in a sheet.

It’s the worst feeling.

It feels like my skin peeling.

I cried and cried throughout all the night.

But I know next time you will do it with all your might.

No bullies have friends.

So don’t try to pretend.

Are you feeling sad inside?

If so I can be by your side.

If you stopped bullying me and other people to.

People will then come close to you.

Easter Egg Hunt

On Easter Sunday morning I opened my eyes slowly and I saw, sitting there on my bedside table, a little bucket with the face of the Easter Bunny on the front. I sat up and picked it up. I peeked inside it and picked up a little note that had all the places where I had to look. The first line told me to go out into the living room. My legs were dying to get out of bed and onto the soft fluffy carpet to run to the first place. I hopped excitedly out of bed and ran into the living room. I was looking around and then I saw two Easter Eggs covered in pink and yellow wrapping sitting on the TV stand. I picked them up and placed them softly in the bucket. I looked around for more. My mum came down to the living room to help me. She spotted two Easter Eggs wrapped in spotty tinfoil on the coffee table. I stared down at the note. I read it out loud, “Go upstairs into the room where you like to spend most of your time,” it said. My mum knew where to look but she waited for me. I sped up the carpeted stairs and opened the  white gate into my office. I turned my head from side to side, looking around the room. I walked to the small white shelf at the side of the room and I saw two big Easter Eggs. One was wrapped in pink tinfoil and the other was covered in blue. I was finished in that room so I read the next clue. We had to go outside to the backyard to search. I slid the glass sliding door to open it and stepped outside onto the wooden deck. My face had a determined look on it because I wanted to find all of the Easter Eggs. I jumped onto the pavement excitedly. I stared at my tall Kowhai Tree. I grabbed two Easter Eggs from it. With a smile on her face, Mum pointed to the clay flower pots. I ran to them. My face was beaming with joy as I picked up the two Easter Eggs from the pots. I laid them into the bucket and ran inside. That was the best Easter Egg hunt I have ever had.