Hi, my name is Maggie. Most of my school years, I would get bullied. It all started in the 3rd grade. I had moved schools. My first day, I walked onto the playground with my new friends. A group of girls, who looked pretty mean. Walked right up to me, and straight up said, " Your so ugly, rude, annoying, and weird, I think you should leave." At the time I was always happy, I didn't care about what other people thought. I didn't let it get to me until 5th grade. But in 4th grade I was also pretty happy. But I had no idea what was going on behind my back. In 5th grade, this girl always hated me for no good reason. Some days I would come home with a black eye, or a bloody nose.  Almost everyday I would come home in tears. That was my worst you so far. But I didn't know what was coming next. 6th grade came along. It was my first day, I walked in, and a group of girls came up to me and said,  You should at least lose 50 pounds, your so fat. Which I was only 1 or 2 pounds over weight. So in that next week, I lost 7 to 10 pounds. I would always get fat shamed. But this past month I have learned to love myself more. My boyfriend, told me I wan't fat, and that I didn't need to lose weight, He said that I'm really pretty. And I didn't start thinking this because he said this. Another thing about my boyfriend, we broke up September 5th, but then about two months later, November 3rd, we got back together.  It was because its actually true. Morel of the story, love yourself for who you are. It doesn't matter about looks, it matters about who you are. I can't believe this took me 12 years to realize this. And I'm almost 13. But just remember, you are perfect in your own special way. Because God made us all perfect.  
Love, Peace, and chicken grease. -Chaz Smith.