In sixth grade, there was this boy named Ethan. He was "popular" in the sense that his family was stinking rich and everyone wanted to go to his house, or something. In addition, he was really two-faced (most bullies are: they make you think you're their friend, get you to trust them, and then they turn against you for no reason at all). One day, he came up to me saying there had been a rumor going around about my friend, my other friend, and me all being lesbians. Let me just say right now that is 100% FALSE; I have a boyfriend, so I obviously like guys. And my other two friends like guys, too; all of us have had a boyfriend at one point or another, and one of these two girls seems to not live without having a crush on somebody. Turns out that Ethan had been lying about the rumor; I found out later, but it still made me feel very insecure and hurt that people would have said such mean things.
There was also this one girl who I still today despise. In high school, we have a term for girls like her but I'm not going to post it on this blog.
My most recent personal encounter with bullying was about the second week of school this year. I had finished with orchestra practice that morning and went to the cafeteria to eat breakfast. I walked up the cafeteria's balcony stairs, and since the doors are locked from the outside a girl I'd never met before let me in. None of my friends were at school yet, so I sat down with this girl and her friend. Shortly after, another girl came up and looked at me. I said hi, but all she did was look at me like I was a piece of dirt, look to her friends and say "Who's the creep?" Imagine how that made me feel. I had no idea what to say back, so I just calmly finished my doughnut, threw away my trash, and went to the nearest bathroom so nobody would see me crying.
Bottom line - DON'T BE A BULLY. Even adults can be bullies to other adults; it's crazy!
Love from your faithful blogger and (David's girl)friend,
Meridith
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