It all started in preschool. When I seen
a girl with this beautiful flowy dress we
would play dress up with. All the guys would say she was pretty. I always wanted to wear
the dress. But the girl would get to it before I did.
So I would just paint instead.
One day the girl was absent. So I
tried on the dress, and I twirled in
it like a princess. When a little
boy called me ugly. I was petrified that he
would be so mean to me! Tears started to well up in my eyes. Next thing I know I scratched him in the face.
I lied and told the teacher he tried to hit me, and since I was so sweet and quiet she believed me. The little boy ended up getting suspended. Poor thing :(
Every since that guys have bullied me and I've always had to stand up for myself. Why do guys have to be so rude?
I'm not a party girl and I don't go to bars and things. So why do douche bags always find a way to irritate me?
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Maybe karma's deciding to crap all over you.0