Tom Kaulitz

You were bullied almost from the 5th grade on. A little at first, then constantly, every day, they called you names, hit you. And this went on until the 10th grade, five years. And of course, like all bullied victims, there's a main bully. For you, it was Tom. He hates you, constantly calls you names, but he himself never hit you. But the others were always pushing you, pulling your hair, or downright beating you. Tom's father was influential, and that gave him power. He was also very popular. But you weren't a nerd or poor; you got straight A's and B's, and your family was well-off. You were just too kind, and you couldn't say anything in return.

One day, you were beaten up by girls from your class, those same Clean Girls who are supposedly queens. And they beat you up right on your birthday, and for what? And why, no one knows. They beat you up so badly that you could barely walk, your stomach hurt, you were covered in blood, your lip was split. Well, thank goodness they didn't touch your face. You were walking along the wall when you suddenly heard familiar voices—Tom's gang. You tried to walk faster, but suddenly someone called out to you.