Just some of my many scars
In no particular order:
The time where I got to go to recess and my entire class was sitting on the bench in trouble. i didn’t know this because I had a Gate party during lunch and then went out to play. I never really had many people to play with in the first place but some people occasionally would play with me. But i went out and all i heard was FUCK YOU, MOTHER FUCKER BITCH, ASSHOLE, FAG CUNT, then the one boy said i’m going to cut your cock off…….One good thing I remember is the people that actually stood up for me in my class.
In junior high where I went to sit with people I went to 6th grade with and they just kinda ignored me and then would always get up and leave me there…So i started to just sit alone outside on a bench because no one wanted to talk to me, and no one even wanted to sit around me. So i started to bring a basketball so maybe I could play basketball with people, well they would ask if they could borrow my ball and then would leave me there and play. and when I would ask to play they would just laugh. Mind you I liked the though better of at least watching and looking like I had friends then sitting alone.
My parents never knew about any of this until I told them after I was gone from these schools.
In Art class in 7th grade we had to do a paper machete project, we basically could make any mask we wanted from certain time periods in Chinese history. I spent 2 weeks on my mask, about an hour or so each day putting it together. I was so like proud of it because i got an A and i wanted to take it home because it looked so freakin awesome. Well I almost had it home till these people in one of my classes asked for my mask because they wanted to see it. Well they sure saw it they passed it around as each one of them ripped a peace off my mask off and when they handed it back to me it was all ripped up and they said sorry and laughed.
This was about the time everyone started calling me gay, because of my voice. I hated my voice and i still do thats why when I got to high school i didn’t want to talk to anyone because I thought they would be like the people i went to junior high with.
Elementary school i used to stay in class everyday of recess in the 5th grade. helping my teacher because if i went outside no one liked me, talked to me, and all they did was make fun of me. I remember the day she like made me go outside because she said I shouldn’t be afraid. I went out there and went straight into the bathroom. People were so mean to me, made fun of me anyway they could but then when it came to projects they wanted to add me to their group because they knew how smart I was.
The very few friends I actually had, i rarely saw and the “friends” who acted like my friend would make fun of me, yell at me, and cuss at me any chance they got.
