Facts About MOI!!

"Tiny Feet."

I got this nickname last year in grade eight. Two guys in grade seven gave it to me. I don't mind at all. I love this nickname, and I fudging own it. My feet were always small, in grade 2 they were size one. In grade 4 they were size two. In grade 5 they were size three. They still didn't grow, which means my feet are still size three. But my mom always tells me to buy them a size bigger, that way they will last longer. Unfortunately, that isn't how it works. I wear size four shoes because they're a size bigger. I'm starting to think that wearing shoes too big for me are the reason why I fall a lot.

Moving on to how I got the nickname. I always played four square. It's a hype game, if I had the choice, I would definitely play it right now. I always played it with these two guys. They were kind of my bullies/ friends. My frienmies. Let's call them Darren, and Mark. We go out for recess, and start playing four square. I would always play with them. They made fun of me, but they both knew I rule at four square. Mark would always take my beanie, and other stuff like that to pick on me. My beanie has the word swag on it, I wear it all the time.

But one day I didn't play four square with them. I just sat against one of the school walls. That was when I was going through depression. That was when I started writing in that journal. Darren was always the nicer one, but Mark, he always made fun of me. I mean Darren used to, but that all changed. Darren and I started texting each other on the DM for Instagram. We became close friends. I always liked Darren's company, he made me feel better, but when Darren was with Mark, hell broke lose. Both of them sometimes would be jerks. I sat against of the wall a couple of days, either writing in my journal, or watching Darren and Mark playing four square. Darren saw how I'm always depressed. I would usually go and play four square with them, but I stopped. Darren would come, and beg me to go play with them. I just told him I didn't want to, or maybe next recess. When I stopped playing completely, Darren and Mark started to come and sit with me. They were trying to make me talk, but I mostly replied with two to three words. I was wearing crocks one day. Darren called me tiny feet out of nowhere. Lol. This guy always chooses the most fudged up times to say the most fudged up shit. Mark calls me swag because of my beanie. I don't mind either nicknames, if you like you can call me one of these nicknames.