It all started in first grade.
I knew there was something that I didnt like about her.
Her clothes were expensive; mine were from Walmart.
Every girl was jealous of her but me.
Thats what made me the most hated girl in class.
They thought they should follow her while I thought it was stupid.
I called her ugly and got in trouble multiple times.
One time I was sent home because I called her the devils spawn.
I laugh everytime I think about it.
I was let off the hook eventually.
Thank god I was such a young age at the time.
If I said that now everyone would be happy.
Now everyone asks me for help.
My answer, no.
Why, because they bullied me ever since I was little.
Why everyone is asking me for help...
I know why but its hilarious.
Im the only one able to stand up against her.
Thats what they get for folowing her around all their lives.
Now its like she owns them and Im the person who leads them to the railroad of freedom.
HA, like Im going to do that.
Im going to let them suffer in the ways that I have.
I was their slave.
Now Im going to laugh at their pain and see how it feels for them.
What is painful to you is inevitable.
Soon they will know that.
