I've always kind of been a loner (i know very jughead of me to say) but it's pretty true. In elementary school it was really hard for me to make friends. I was often the punchline of jokes across the grade, even grades below. Kids would come for my ears, my body, my clothing, anything really that they could pick out and belittle me for. By 5th grade i had 2 people that would actually talk to me, i considered them my acquaintances.
One day, there was a new girl in my grade and everyone was talking about her. I was shy, so i didn't really go out of my way to say hi to her, but at the end of school, we were both in the walker line and somehow ended up talking. After walking home, we realized we lived right down the street from each other. Every day after that, we would walk home together. We were walking home one day, and she decided to sneak me into her house. We played on her ipad, watched some dance moms, and ate some snacks, then I had to leave before her parents came home from work. This became an every day thing. One day i had to take a quicker route home because i had to babysit my niece, so i asked her if she would walk the quicker way with me and she turned it down, so i went without her. The next day, she wouldn't talk to me, she said one thing to me and it was that we couldn't be friends because i walked the other way. After that, we didn't talk for i want to say at least a couple months, and it really hurt me because i liked her and wanted to be her friend. As school was ending on a random day in time, i saw her crying her eyes out in the walker line. I was concerned for her, so i walked up to her and i asked her what was wrong. She snapped at me and yelled "DONT TALK TO ME". I was hurt and confused, but i just walked away. Eventually, she came around and apologized to me for being irrational and we were back to walking home everyday together and hanging out after school. Her name was BITCH.
I had another friend in elementary school, her name was Corina, she was nerdy and nice and i really enjoyed her company. She lived around the corner from me, i hung out with her a lot after school too. Me and her had a lot of the same interests and weird hobbies. In the early sixth grade, BITCH sent nudes to one of our classmates, and he decided to show the rest of our grade. Corina told her dad, and he called BITCH'S parents. She got grounded in all ways possible, so she put a belt around her neck and tried to strangle herself. The next day at school, BITCH manipulated me into choosing a side and pulling up to Corina on the playground. We bullied her for what she did. And i felt like absolute shit about it during and after, i still do. i think about how she's doing. BITCH had always been jealous of our friendship and i feel like she took this as an opportunity to get me away from her, even though their situation had nothing to do with me. BITCH was mean and nasty from a young age, and for some reason had control over me. Even after knowing i was insecure about my ears and bullied for it, also made fun of my ears and always said they were joking even though they were quite serious. Yet continued to call me their best friend. I think they just liked to have someone that would always be there, and knew that i was the type.
BITCH would take me out to the ice rink to hang out with people she knew would bully me at school. They would bully me there too, and she would join in but act like she was just messing around. This would happen time and time again. Anytime someone thought i was the slightest bit cool, she would just tear me down right in front of them and hype herself up. This was basically the end to my elementary experience with this bitch.
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a story about a bitch
HorrorHello:3 this story is about a bitch who was my "best friend" but was never really my friend at all