Back Then

Back in elementary, I was picked on a lot. People thought I was a push-over, so they picked on me. I remember waiting outside of my classroom because my teacher came late to school and a group of tall bitches towered over me, calling me names. One bitch said I couldn't dress and her friends laughed with her. Surprisingly,I didn't take those bitches seriously at the time because I know that later on in life I will be at the top of the social ladder while those low life bitches remain below the ladder kissing my feet. I have been called "weird," "short","crazy", and "ugly". Those words hurt me and they still do. Only mean people who would stoop low named calls because if you think about it, rather than doing something worthwhile.... they go and create "stupid" tension. The world would be a much better place if these kinds of people didn't exist because they are just wasting space on this planet! All you mean people can rot in hell.