April 16 2015
So today when I was at school, I had to go to the washroom.
You guys are probably like Melons, what the freakin' heck?!
SHHHHhh...
You'll get it.
So as I was in my stall, doing my cool business, someone came into the washroom. No, I think it was two.
Anyways, one of the girls were crying.
She was crying and stuttering to the other girl, and her words weren't happy ones.
This is what I heard:
"Why did you guys-*sob* do that?! I only *hiccup* been in this place for a year and *cry* why pick on me?! *Sob* Why do you say I took (name that I forgot) pencil case? *hiccup* It's not like I want to deal with his sh*t! *cry* Why do you guys always pick on me? *crys* Is it because im ugly? huh? why do you-*hiccup sob*"
The other girl didn't know what to say, and at the end she just said "You're pretty, not ugly" and she didn't say anything else, and then left.
I didn't know what to do at all. I was still in my stall, petrified, and afraid to flush my toilet or do anything at all because maybe I would seem like I was eavesdropping on their conversation.
Finally, I just left, and thankfully the girl was in her stall sniffling, so she didn't see me.
I still don't know who it is, and I've been thinking about it.
I was a sort of by stander, or information taker. Words do hurt, and they can actually make someone this upset.
Be careful of what you say.
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