I am Nothing

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I walk to school every day; and living in the north, this especially sucks during most of the school year. I actually really hate snow. I would tell you the name of my school, but it's not really that important. It's the typical public middle school, with kids getting high in the back of the class and all that. (You say that didn't happen at your school? Then you obviously weren't paying any kind of attention.) Besides, you should already know all this.

I have always been bullied at school because I look weird and I'm stupid. I'm short, a few inches away from five foot. I have big chunky glasses that rest on an equally chunky nose. My skin would be pale if you could see it through the acne. I'm think I'd be best cast as an ugly stepsister in a play, if I had any talent for acting. (I don't.) Makeup seems makes me look worse, so I don't use it. My hair is a dull, lifeless brown, cut at shoulder length. I have no curves whatsoever, and my chest is as flat as Kansas.

Between the girls whispering about my face and the guys jeering at my body, I guess you could say I'm insecure. 

But that would be an understatement.

The popular kids always bring up my older sister, or really the fact that I am nothing like her. The nerds have my little sister in all of their classes and their genius brains won't comprehend how we're related. I don't fit in to any of the social boxes at school. Even the other bullied kids don't like talking to me.

Like I said, I failed fourth grade, but what I didn't tell you was that I was close as hell to failing grades two, three, and five too. I don't have a diagnosed LD, but I just think they're testing me wrong. Nothing makes sense in school. I've tried tutors and everything, but it just won't click.

If you look at it all, you just see a stupid, ugly girl who feels like she could never make anyone proud. I hate it.

I'm stupid. I'm ugly. I'm a disappointment. I'm nothing.