A couple co-workers and I were speaking about awkward or embarrassing moments in our school years.
For me it was 7th grade. I used to be overweight, had moderate facial acne and got called Petunia Pig, Free Willy, Buffalo, etc; didn't really have a great time. A boy my age also had a terrible time for being shy, awkward and having buck teeth. Both of us were outcasts. At a school dance he was the only one that noticed me. He got rejected harshly by the other popular girls and so asked me. We danced and started making-out (our first kiss) and we got caught by jerks. I had no option but admit it was true, that we did kissed. They laughed at us that whole school year. Eventually HS was better for us.
I got disturbed by one of our co-workers whom said there was a solution to that. She said that I could've just pretend to scream, push him off me and tell them he attacked me or say it was a prank, anything like that... then I wouldn't get harrassed anymore, they would have compassion.
Nope, just no. That never crossed my mind. I just accepted what it was; a mutual kiss. Besides wouldn't that had made me a horrible person, ruining some kid's life for something I was willing too. I liked it... so did he. Why would anyone think it's ever ok to lie about being attacked just to get out of an awkward situation?
Why would anyone think lying about getting attacked is ever ok?
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I find that twisted. I accepted what it was and faced the embarrassment with him for that entire year. It wasn't the end of the world. We made it. Things got better later on. I lost weight and work on my self-confidence. He's doing better in life too.
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