*recap* Our school had block scheduling, so I met two guys in my 6th period math class. Justin Ward and Johnathan Owens. We all soon became friends as well. Me, Amanda, Johnathan, and Justin were all a group. We hung out at school all the time, even though we had very limited classes together. *end of recap*
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All four of us were kind of loners in our own way you could say. The difference between me and them? They all had different friends as well. No they didn't hang out with them, but they had other friends. Me? Hell no. Just them. Amanda's friend Shelby Wagner was my "friend" (Almost threw up typing that *gag*), but she's a dumb bitch. (I'll explain later on) .
Anyways, me and Shelby were fake friends to sum it up.
8th grade was hell all in all. I wasn't cool, I was quite (a little too quite), I was a nerd, I got copied off of because I made A's on everything, I got picked on, but I was too scared to say anything back. The things they said ("they" as in a few people every now and then, not like the same exact people) anyways, the things people said always got to me. I'd end up late to class, because I was in the bathroom crying or some stupid shit like that, I just wanted nothing more than to disappear. I had never felt anything like that before, EVER. Anyways, back to bitch Wagner, I mean *Shelby, same thing whatever. She could've been what you would call a "bully", considering she was a jealous selfish bitch, because she had one friend she didn't want to lose (Amanda obviously), and every morning she would start shit, and she'd usually call me a dumb ass bitch. Literally every morning. Its like engraved into my brain now. "You're a dumb ass bitch", haaa but I don't care. I had more dignity to fight back then, but now? I'm a completely different person.
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Apprehension and Sorrow
AcakThis isn't a story. Its a dialogue. That's a fancy word for "keeping up with my shit in a book". No, but it is like a journal type thing. not meant to be read, but feel free I don't give a fuck, and I don't know you. So no harm done, right? Wrong.