Dear Diary,

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I hate myself.

I was in homeroom, and the Purple Bunny was talking to a Bear with red cheeks and they smirked.

Then the bear with red cheeks starts calling me names out loud in class.

Everyone snickered and giggled.

I put my head on my desk, wanting to disappear.

But, that didn't stop them.

The bear comes over and starts yelling at the back of my head.

My face was covered by my arms.

During the middle of a session, the teacher asked,"Does anyone know what crippled means?" The bear spoke to the teacher out loud to everyone,"Crippled is when you are damaged and broken."

Then he looks at me,"Like this loser."

Then I put my hands on my face.

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