5-minute synopsis It was Sunday night; Sam Cooper was sitting at her computer flicking through Facebook.

Every day school for Sam is hard; shes always bullied by the same old people day in day out. Without thinking she goes to her Facebook profile and types into her status I AM NOT A LOSER, posting it, within seconds comments flood in what a moron, you dog, haha what a freak, watch tomorrow during lunch. The next day Sam decides to go to the toilet to revaluate her life, sitting on the toilet she pulls her pills out from her pocket. Staring at the pills she rips open the lid, pours them into her hand and forces them down her throat struggling to swallow the load. Flash back from her getting bullied start to appear in her mind, Sam goes through the same things she goes through every single day, bullies pushing her on walls, throwing papers at her, throwing her on the floor, taking the mick out of her and threatening her. Sitting on the toilet seat, she hears the bathroom door open. Her heart begins to race, questions going through her mind who is it, what shall I do, gradually lifting her leg up she cradles herself on the toilet seat. Realising its her bullies, she tries to be as quiet as possible, Michelle and Stef take a look around to see if anyones present; Michelle crouches down to check under the toilet door I told you she wouldnt be in here, its the boys toilet. Gradually getting up to stand up, she turns around and walks out the boys toilets; hearing the door shut Sam stays in her position hoping her bullies havent entered the toilets. Quietly, little by little she lifts her leg off the toilet seat and exits out the toilet door, trying to regain her sight she holds onto the doorframe and door to keep her balance. As she walks out the door she turns to her right to see Stef standing there, before she can escape Stef grabs her neck and slams her against the wall. Sam clenches her eyes shut tightly in fear, after a few seconds she opens them to realises it was her imagination; looking around the toilet she walks towards the basin, grabs onto the sides and holds herself up. Looking at herself in the mirror, she stares at herself and has a flashback of her talking to bully line. Sam sits on the chair, pulls out the bully line poster from her drawer and stares at it. As she grabs her phone from her pocket she types in the number 0800441111, I need help, I cant handle this anymore please help me! Beep the line goes dead. Sam looks emotionally distressed, she gently puts the phone and poster down and starts to break down, crying, holding her heads in her hands. Sending a shiver down Sams spine, she startles and begins to feel dizzy and light headed; she lets go of the basin sending her body backwards to get support. She leans on the wall behind her and slowly slides down into a sitting position, her breathing erratic as she stared into space and slowly started to fall unconscious.