[PC stories/Life] THE COST OF INSECURITY

I don't know if PC still cares to post these types of stories, but I saw someone asking for one and I feel like this might be interesting.

Circa 2022, my dad decided to leave Pennsylvania and move to the Middle East because he was tired of it (and the World Cup). The salaries were bad, the hours were long, and insurance just wasn't cutting it. I was in a public American school and planning to pick up multilple APs. When I moved, I was given the choice of continuing American education, choosing IB or choosing the British curriculum (GCSEs and Alevels).

Honestly, I was really tired of American education and had heard British education was easy and honestly doing APs, ACT and SATs just did not sound like something I wanted to do.
Upon joining, I was literally the only American there, everyone else was a "British Expat" and it was very noticeable I was different. My dad's job covered tuition for private schooling so he enrolled me in a very prestigious school. Literally the worst mistake ever!

My cohort consisted of a lot of royalty (of said Middle Eastern country), literally everyone was cousins and the Brits. I was also like the only "Black" girl. Everyone else black was African, so to them, that was "different". I won't lie though, being unique definitely benefitted me. I was well liked and everyone was asking for my socials. Except for this one guy...

We had almost every class together and I guess he took notice of my confident stature and he did not like that. Sooner or later, he was asking the Arab boys for a covert way to refer to a black person. Once he learnt the Arabic slurs, he would proceed to call me it during classes. I honestly thought he was calling me chicken zinger for the most part. Eventually someone told me what that meant and I did end up reporting him because I assumed that was the correct code of conduct.

They did not like that. He would go around to every class saying I was plotting on him, he rallied all the boys against me, he would send me messages asking if I were mentally unwell, he would follow me with his friends and bark at me. To be very honest, everyone else liked me so this did not affect my mentality, I was just genuinely like what in the world?

His friends would walk behind me and go "Bruv he didn't even know wot it meant! She's such a snowflake!". He literally got suspended for one day too so I have no idea why they were so pissed. He had another friend make the African boys come up to me in the middle of class and say the N word to my face and would ask "are you going to report them too now?". I could never take any of them seriously, the accents and the fact they lived in houses with Jacuzzis but still wanted to harass me just made me pity them.

Eventually the boy who started it all, would break down in class and start sobbing right in front of. He alleged I made him this way and was plotting on him AGAIN. Then I would find out he was forced into a therapy program by the school and being medicated. I think if anything, from this entire situation I learnt that insecurity is really a demon. When you feel like there's no worth to yourself, you cannot handle too see another person who saw their own worth. Sidenote. I wonder if it's as ghetto as this mess in actual British schools because I will go their after my gap year for university lol.

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