• It was the start of a new year. The second year of high school and i was excited to get back to school and see all my old friends again which i hadnt seen for almost the whole summer since i had been abroad. As soon as we all saw each other, we ran up to each other and had a longggg hugging session and obsessing about our new hairstyles and gasping at how much we had all changed. Almost every year there would be a new student/s in the class. Everybody in my class were nice, funny and had respect for everyone and the best thing was that everyone was different (since my school is an international school) and had different cultures. As we were walking up to class, our English teacher comes along and introduces us to a Japanese girl called Miho. We tried talking to her but she never replied to our questions. It was only a break time that we realised she couldn't speak any english... at all. This was obviously going to become a biggggg problem but not as big as we thought. We took pity on her because she didnt understand anything the teachers were telling her so basically we just let her copy everything we did.

    A few months in she still wasnt trying to make an effort to learn any english so we got a little fed up. We stopped letting her copy our work but she wouldnt take no for an answer. Everytime we told her to turn away and concerntrate on her own work we would get in trouble for either talking in class or being inconsiderate to other people. This was getting hard. Every lunch time we would let her sit with us and try to talk to her but she didnt bother with us. One day at lunch, the guys came over to join the girls since the football field was wet and they wernt allowed to play. We all sat around in a big circle and laughed and had fun and joked about our crazy History teacher. My best friend Saman was sitting next to Miho. He had a packet of chips in his hand with alot, loads of salt in the bottom. As a little joke my friend took a bit of salt and srinkled it into his big, fluffy mound of hair (Saman is very passionate about his hair). Suddenly for no apparent reason, Miho walks up, takes the chip packet from his hands and throws allllll of the salt into his eyes. Obviously this is gonna hurt isnt it?? so saman gets a bottle of water and pours it over her head. Uh ohhh....
    This is just the beginning...

    One year on and we had been putting up with this for 2 years when finally we snapped. The poking, and the swearing and the shouting and the getting us told off was really getting pissy. So we all decided we would just ignore her. This went on for a week. One day when my friend was in a bad mood because her parents had done something i cant remember but anyway she was in a bad mood. Miho shouts at her to shut up because Miho wants to talk to me but im already talking to my other friend. And thats it. She snaps. My friend screams and throws water at her while shes in her PE kit. After a huge rage we all decide to go home and forget about. Thank god it was friday is what we thought. Me and my friend vivian decided to go to starbucks with a few of the guys and so started walking up the hill to the bus stop. As were walking up the hill we see Miho pulling her mum by the hand down the hill. We thought it better we not get in their way. As we were walking by Mihos mum grabs vivians arm twisting it and screaming at her in Japanese. We were petrified. The mum drops her hand into her bag and was going to pull out something but we never found out because i grabbed vivian by the other arm pulling her. The mum lost her grip and so we took this chance and ran up the hill to the bus stop and thank god the bus we needed was coming. God it was scary...

    Monday morning. We were having register in our form room, Miho wasnt there. Later on while in science class, the girls were called down to the office. Inside we went induvidually talking to a teacher who accused us of racism and bullying. Apparently we had called Miho Crazy Japanese. I swere on my life we had never said that. We were informed that the Police would be involved for attacking her and threatened to be suspended. I cant tell you how scared i was sitting in a white room with the rest of my girls all separated from each other. We were then called into the deputy head masters room where he asked us any last words? I couldnt believe what i was hearing. I felt like i was in one of those gun movies and some cowboy has a gun pointed toy your head and asks that one question which tells you that its basically the end. I got an idea. I let tears fill my eyes, i let them spill out and started complaining about how its soo easy to believe the little angel who sits back in the class and says nothing but look sweet all day but not believe the dirty monsters who are always the evil ones. I was escorted back to the white room where my girls were. The deputy head came in and stood there and started talking about the seriousness of it all. I started crying again and my friends caught on. Soon we were all covered in tears and our cheeks wet and rosy. It worked. He let us go. We had been left in school for 2 hours over home time.

    Luckily a few days later the holiday was beginning and we woldnt have to see Miho untill 3 months had passed. Thing is im going back on the 9th of September. I dont know what will happen but i need help. I need all you peoples help. I dont know what to do and im so very scared...