Silence

Silence

Silence echoes through houses.

Silence ripples through streets.

Silence shatters through crowds.

Silence tries to hide our voices, but our united roar will never stop...

Our united roar will never stop...Copyright © 2008- Hakan Erenler. All rights reserved.      

Fear

Fear

I fear I will be ignored again when my small intestine inflame; just like before when a doctor branded the Crohn’s disease symptoms of a nine-year-old boy as ‘imaginary’.

I fear I will be bullied again for not being able to run, write, read or speak ‘normally’; just like before when a group of school boys laughed at my dyspraxia.

I fear I will be standing beside a hospital bed again; just like before when my dad was placed into an induced coma because he developed septicaemia.

I fear I will die alone; looking at a reflected face of a frightened boy, my own face.

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In the darkest of times I fear all these things.

However, I have come to realise that in each of these situations there has been someone there to support me; a member of my family, a close friend, a caring teacher, a kind stranger. Thank you for being there for me.

I need to remember what my mum told me, that even on a cloudy day I should always look for the patch of blue in the sky. Then maybe my fears will wash away.

I should always look for the patch of blue in the sky...Copyright © 2017- Jake Borrett. All rights reserved.     


To My Bullies

To My Bullies

You bullied me.

You punched and kicked me in the corridor, but you did not realise each mark you left behind made me stronger.

You took the piss out of my lisp on the school bus, but you did not realise my voice grew in confidence.

You pointed and laughed at my dad for walking with a stick at parents’ evening, but you did not realise he would end up in a nursing home due to his severe multiple sclerosis.

You said I was alone, but you did not realise I had close friends, a caring family and supportive teachers to watch over me.

You said I was ‘lazy’, ‘stupid’, a ‘nerd’ and a ‘retard’, but you did not realise it may have taken me a little longer but I always broke your stereotypes.

You said I would not achieve anything, but you did not realise I would go on to raise awareness for hidden disabilities; have experts call my creative writing readings ‘professional’; to win ‘Radio Presenter of the Year’ at the Trident Media Awards 2017.

You thought I would not amount to anything in my ‘pathetic’ life.

You were and always will be wrong.

Jake Borrett at the Trident Media Awards 2017...Copyright © 2017- Jake Borrett. All rights reserved.        

Sand

Sand

I lie on the sand with my eyes close, listening to the waves swishing in and out, tickling my feet.

...6...5...4....

I count down the numbers inside my head, sparking images of her face.

...3...2...1...

I realise that no matter how long I wait, no one will come for us.

...0....

Her feet are carried away by the waves, but I lie on the sand stranded. 

No one will come for us...Copyright © 2015- Zukiman Mohamad. All rights reserved.  


An Image of a ‘Normal’ Boy

An Image of a ‘Normal’ Boy

When most people look at this image they see a ‘normal’ twenty-two-year-old boy. They do not see his Crohn’s disease and dyspraxia. They do not see his younger-self being told by a doctor that the pain in his small intestine is ‘imaginary’; they do not see his low levels of potassium in hospital; the blood; the pills; the bullying in school; the tears over the exercise books; the anger; the embarrassment of having a dad with multiple sclerosis; the self-hatred. They also do not see him winning ‘The Fletcher Prize’ for outstanding achievement; defying expectations by attaining a First-class honours degree in English Literature and Creative Writing from University of Hertfordshire; the smiles; the laughs; the travels; the courage; the confidence; and his belief to raise awareness for hidden disabilities.

You do though, you see it all. Thank you for supporting the writing blog since it went public three years ago on Friday 28th February 2014. Most of all, thank you for being there when I needed it the most.

You do though, you see it all...Copyright © 2017- Jake Borrett. All rights reserved.