My story

The Dance

My first school dance came in 6th grade. I hadn't had any problems for three months. Then it all changed.

After the basic "You're ugly" and "No one likes you" remarks, she moved on to telling me I don't deserve to live and I should just kill myself already.

She found me crying in the bathroom and brought her friends to laugh at me.

Later that school year, I was sitting alone at lunch. The was no room to sit with my friends, so I just grabbed a book and ate alone. I didn't mind. Then, her friend came up and sat next to me, "Sitting alone!" She laughed "I'm not surprised, who'd want to be friends with you?" She stood up and went back to her 'crowd'.

I brushed her aside and went back to my lunch. I heard laughter behind me and turned around. They were all whispering and pointing at me. I pulled my jacket hood up and read my book.