[Kaileighblue]

Oh I could write a long one. From my Grandmother's nosy sister that told me at probably 9-11 that I was fat. To stories of school.

Example. I rode my bike to school for 6-8th grade. One day I was riding and I stopped at a corner and another lady(in a car) stopped too and then we started going at the same time. Now this was by no way a car crash hit and run but I was pretty scared at the time. One of my few happened to be sitting in across the intersection in their car. Their mother went and got my mom and let my dog out of the fence and she ran all over the neighborhood.. Anyway once it was determined that I was Ok I went to school, late. My friends had gotten to school already and told everyone why I was late.

Well it all turned into "I bet the car was more damaged that you were." From the other kids.

Ohhh I've got a better one. In Highschool we had to play foot ball with velcro flags on these little belts. None of them fit me. I was so embarassed I cried the whole time and refused to play but never said why. The gym teacher hated me because of that he just thought I was being lazy. But he was a scary guy and I really didn't want to tell him the problem (think the drill seargent on Celebrity fit club but shorter.)

All these kinds of fun things eventually added up and made me a little crazy. After I met my best friend as of now I try to act like she does. She doesn't care what other think but it still really bothers me inside. And not caring also just leads to believeing you don't have/need to change.