HEARTFELT TOPIC: North Rockhampton High School Year 8 student Alicia Kyriazis won the October High School Young Writer Award.
HEARTFELT TOPIC: North Rockhampton High School Year 8 student Alicia Kyriazis won the October High School Young Writer Award. Kerri-Anne Mesner

Story to help teens battling bullies

ALICIA Kyriazis is no stranger to winning writing competitions.

The North Rockhamtpon High School Year 8 student has won the High School Young Writers Award twice so far this year, with this latest entry about a matter at the hearts of many teenagers - bullying.

"My story is about a teenager struggling with bullying," she said.

She said she had a friend that was struggling with bullies which she hoped the story she had written would help her to focus on her strengths.

"Most teenagers focus on their weaknesses and forget about their strengths," Alicia said.

Alicia won the competition for the high school section in May with her story Super Duper Sprinkler Sunday.

"I just feel you can express your thoughts and it's good that the people that read it can take something from it."

The Bullies' Mistake, or Mine?

16 July - My Birthday

Today was worse than ever! Yes, it was my birthday, but that doesn't mean anything special anymore. 'Special'... there's that word again. "She's 'special', how does she live with a face like that?" I've heard them. That's what they all say. Yes, I may have a disease that causes my face to have a different shap or structure to theirs. Maybe my eyes are different sizes and my ears are in line with my so called 'mouth'. But how does my completion make me so different from anyone else? I mean, I know I look different, but inside we're all the same.... right? I attend school to learn how to live my life too. Why must they make this experience so miserable for me? Everywhere I go, one of them is always pointing and muttering while others pull their ears down with their hands. That was nothing, compared to today, though. Someone had hung a poster of me, my own portrait, vandalised with pig features. Pink, floppy ears. A porky snout protruding from the front of my pink, bristly face. They made hundreds of copies and plastered them on every square inch of the school. My eyes were blurred from tears, but I could still make out the caption on the image, "That's a bit better!" Head hung in shame, I wandered home. Those bullies will get it, one day. One day I'll be bigger than them and have enough courage to take them down.

Diary Entry Two

Dear Diary,

Yours, Emma-Lee

27 October - The trap plan

I've pretty much completed the procedure for my trap. I think I'll call it 'The Hall of Shame'. After school today, I set everything up in a confined hallway of the school ready to unleash the trap tomorrow at the opportune moment, lunch break. There's a clear Perspex panel which spreads across the hall and is attached by screws to the end of side of the end lockers. Once the bullies wander carelessly down their favourite hall and into the invisible barrier, they'll smack into it and fall backwards, giving me time to enclose them in the space by fitting another panel of clear Perspex on the opposite end of the hall's end lockers.

Yours, Emma-Lee

28 October - The Bullies' Dooms Day

The moment of glory couldn't have come sooner. The bullies, sure enough, wandered directly into the hall. As quick as a fox, I fixed the other Perspex panel in place. I felt successful for the first time in my life as I watched the surprises begin.

I thought I could never feel so much joy rush over me ever again! The stupid looks on their faces were images I could never forget! As they slowly came to, they were trembling and one of them whimpered, "Please let us out, we won't do anything to you or speak anything of you anymore!" They were all nodding and pleading, a sight I didn't want to leave my eyes. I stood there for a while just watching them, then finally decided to let them out. I watched them, those rainbow chickens dripping with cream, scurry away behind me sobbing and apologising. I turned around and stopped cold. A hot rush came over me. How could I have overlooked such an obvious mistake? Why had I been so stupid? How was I going to make this disappear in the two minutes left of lunch time? The mess was abominable! I hope the teachers don't find out it was me! Yours, Emma-Lee

By Alicia Kyriazis


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