Im thinking of all the mean things people have done when all i wanted to do was fit in...so now i need to get it out...

I have had people distroy school property and put my name all over it

I have had councilers call me down because people kept putting my name in the box if you worry about someone...everyone put i was a crack addict and i was pregnant ....not fun...believe me.....

i have had people distroy my works of art and photography ...right before it was due....and it was some good stuff..i put my heart into it

One time while i was in Greece the girls circled around me and made me get down on my hands and knees looking for a dirty pad that they claimed to have seen...it turned out to be a box of baby wipes (because i like to be clean...the irony)

I have had one girl find out i SI and in the middle of class screamed that my dad left me because he hated me and thats why i self injure....that one kinda hurt...and was embarressing....

i had one girl call the cops on me and say i hired a group of guys to beat and rape her...they came to my door questioned me and laughed because it was so ridiculuos (i didnt do it by the way, the girl ended up getting forced to stay downstairs and watched because she would stalk me and try to beat me up, she used to be a good friend)

Everytime i tried to speak up in class(which was very little) i was put down and told to shut up and stay in the corner...

Nobody wanted to sit with me at lunch

Ive had things taped to my back

Ive had people pretend to become my best friend....and learn things about me...then tell everyone else.....

When i changed my last name from my real fathers to my stepfathers (big mistake) everyone (even teachers) put me on the spot in class and asked why i changed my name and kept torturing me until i said something...i just ended up saying i took my step fathers last name.....

i had someone chase me around with a spider...i was and am deathly afraid of spiders....

When i was in fourth grade i didnt know what a paragraph was (ok so i was slow on the uptake ...sue me ) i could read....i just didnt know what a the paragraph word meant....so when the teacher asked me to read a paragraph...i kinda just read....until she stopped me...and then she yelled at me and said do i need to teach you what a paragraph means? i gotta lot of snickers out of that one...

one time my math teacher came out ...and apparently i didnt shut my locker right...hey...sometimes those things just dont shut at times...so i walked into class and she asked if that was my locker out there and i said yes mam...and she said come with me ....and then i went out and she made me open my locker and then she took all of my things and threw them all up and down the hallways, literally she even walked some of it down to make sure it was wide spread....i had my gym clothes for that day....and my books and my papers and my lunch... and made me wait to pick them up until the bell rung when all the kids went down the hallway....i bursted into tears heavily with tthat one....

all of these cruel things ...it must have been me...i mean not everyone can hate me....its riducilous...thats what my mom said...."Its always something with you" "You can never just get along with anyone" oh boy... i think i need to cry now...