Bullied Love

Bullied Love

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I (Noel Brown) am one of the 4 students in School that has been here the longest and just started high school. When I was in preschool (I was new in school), I walked into the Boys Toilet by accident. Some how, someone filmed that, and this is how the bullying system works: you film something embarrassing that someone does, wait until the whole school knows about it, and then make up stories about the person and pretend they are true. No one will ever believe the bullied person that it's NOT TRUE. So. I just started 9th grade, and I still get Bullied. It feels like everybody knows me world wide, and makes fun of me, so right now, I don't even care if I do something embarrassing. So far, I haven't told my parents (mom cuz my dad apparently is dead). But when Samuel came in my class, EVERYTHING changed...
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Ever since I was a kid, I knew I was different. Other children didn't like hanging out with me. I was silently bullied, and even the teachers seemed to hate me. And honestly? I was ugly. I really was... different. The way I talked, the way I walked-people even said my walk was horrifying (don't ask). The way I did things, the things I found interesting... they all set me apart. Then I entered high school. Suddenly, I became popular. I was beautiful, with a figure people envied. I had tons of friends-three-quarters of whom I still don't know by name. I had the perfect best friend. Teachers adored me. I was even the school's valedictorian. Sure, people still called me weird, but I ruled. Until everything came crashing down... all in one day. --- The day I didn't talk to my best friend. Just one day. Only, I didn't know we wouldn't speak again for days, then months... then years.

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