When I was in elementary school. Still a little kid. I guess freckles weren't very common o the other kids.
"Stained face!"
"What is wrong with her face?"
"Ew. I'm glad my face isn't like that."
I thought that freckles were beautiful. Soon, a new girl came around. She had freckles and light blonde hair. She had fair skin and blue eyes. The kids stopped saying stuff about freckles. They soon adored freckles, they looked at me in disgust.
It seems like nowadays, new people at schools become popular. The kids found different ways to bully me.
"Short"
"Ugly"
"Doesn't own a phone"
That's what makes me mad. Why were kids mean back then? I didn't even know. My parents were there, I bout told them about this recently. But back then I was terrified, scared.
Alone...
I had friends... Friends that you would see and smile at them in the hallways, but you don't stop and chat. Those friends.
They were older, they had different class times.
Then, we moved. And being new to a school was amazing. I met new people and became happier. That doesn't mean that I don't experience bullying. If you are 'popular' you get a lot of crap thrown at you.
"Fake"
"B*tch"
"Stupid"
"Sl*T"
I was just glad I got friends behind my back. I was finally in my good days.
Moving was the best thing that happens in my life.
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