My next best pal was stark opposite of me. We hung around a gang of girls and one said she was sound and i was a bore. I dont know how we ended up hanging together but we did. We eventually dirifted apart becoming v different and almost rivals. My friends liked indie rock she said it was boys music. Her and her two crones tried to ingratiate into the popular gang and never suceeded.
She was a proper little c#$t when i remember rightly. For some reason i never held ill feelings. But she was ruthless. I was a little moody one day and she goes "i thouht i smelt something fishy" which translates as a girl menstruating having odour when i never. Thats a ll i needed spread about me. I was mad n went to computer room on own to read some gothic short stories.
She was in my room one time and sat making fun of me and i took my shoe off and threw it at her face. I did this to one girl and got a sandwhich thrown at me but i learned my lesson. Even when someone hung her out the window she still thought she was erchie. She accused me of copying her like i wanted to her but it was just a couple of coincidences. She was so pig headed. At a competition i orderd the same breakfast and what a sneer i got. But when i ordered sausage beans n chips n her, young loon n slime ball copies me was a different story.
She constantly made fun of my appearanc e and my figure. I had chinese eyes. Funny nose. Dip in my lip. Too pale. Skinny shoulders but big hips. I could handle it from her as she did it to everyone. Her mum made sure she was shielded from a lot of the hardships i had to go through. She was a friend at one time too.
Then when i messed around with a girl our years boyf(i had left school was working) she told everyone we had intercourse in an alley way and were seen which was an out right lie . She thought it was simly harmless and funny.
I was accusd of being a bad influence on her at our sports club. I mind a dad saying i was going to uni, she was going to borstal and A was going to be bg bird in sesame street
At 18 i wanted to die. My brain decided a psychotic break was better. Life is unfair.
At 24 i was so losst and barely recognised myself. I would attempt suicide again.