Ever since I was in 3rd grade kids have been making fun of me. They called me ugly and fat. My best friend Daniel has been with me through it all. He's constantly defending me but that just made it worse. They decided that they would call us gay. I had to prove I wasn't gay but no one likes me so I couldn't. Today in 7th grade people judge me for my weird personality and my messed up teeth. A week ago Daniel made the football team and made new friends. One kid was nice enough to walk up to us and say hello and just talk. His said his name was Matthew but we called him Matt. Matt helped us out around the school. One day he introduced us to this nice girl who's name was Marie. She was the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was cute, nice, helpful, and selfless. Whenever you were sad she'd be there hugging you telling you that you'll be fine. But if only she knew what I had done and what I could do
