6th GRADE
I know that having a little M.U. as a 6th grader is wrong (because were too young) but is it worth fighting for if it makes you happy? For me... it depends. Decide after the story...
I was a gamer and I love shooting games, which includes zombies. I was a part of a group of friends and I'm the only girl, there's three boys. Their names are Todd, James, and Trevor (not their real names).
We would play everytime, eat lunch together with my two best friends (Jane and Aimee), seatmates every classes and everywhere. Those were the happiest days of my life. I was falling for Todd and so was the girl named Meg. (Meg is a bitch)
Meg, together with her flirt besties (Elle and Heather), planned to attract them and be together like we do. There were days when Meg would cry and then she would say, "I remember my cousin when I see Trevor and Todd play".
It came the time where all the genuises were given letters for an upcoming national exam, Jane and I were also given that letter and so was Todd and Elle. For the school to pass, they offered training programs. I wasn't unable to get one 'cause my mom can't afford it.
Days went by, Todd is becoming arrogant and unaware of our friendship. They started talking to Todd until they got him. If they have him, James and Trevor is in. Elle adapted everything I do to make us connected and every idea I do to get them back, she just do the same. That made me jealous and that jealousy just gave them more points.
One time, she gave an easy riddle, "What goes up but does not come down?", at that time we were seatmates. I murmured, "Bitch! Do you even study? It's age", she gave me a glare and I glared at her too. "What? You gonna glare at me because I'm right?", I asked, she just looked away. "Huh! Better not have a comeback or I swear I will cut every inch of you starting on your face", I said standing up then I left.
"Screw you!", she yelled, I faced them and all of them are shocked except for her, "Hey Trevor! Go fuck your girlfriend... Oh wait, maybe she wants James and Todd too. She just lacks attention", I told them, "For your information, my best friend is not a whore", Heather answered.
"Did I mentioned the "whore" word?", I asked doing the quote sign on my fingers, "Looks like it", she said walking towards me, "Again, Did I said the word whore? You better go remain standing cause your answer is wrong", I said then left.
Since that day, I lost the taste of fashion, sense of respect, trust, and those shards I kept on picking up everyday. One day I saw a note from Todd saying: "If you're reading this its because I am letting you go and I don't care if you are harsh on them especially Meg. You don't know her full story, its like your the person who run around this world. Try to care if you have a heart. Do you have one?"
That was written on the Valentines Day and that's when he gave Meg flowers. I cried everday managing not to show my feelings to them calling me "the emotionless, hideous freak" or "the heartless". Until these days, those memories hunts me. I don't care now because they broke everything in me.
Sorry for those dirty language....
I know that having a little M.U. as a 6th grader is wrong (because were too young) but is it worth fighting for if it makes you happy? For me... it depends. Decide after the story...
I was a gamer and I love shooting games, which includes zombies. I was a part of a group of friends and I'm the only girl, there's three boys. Their names are Todd, James, and Trevor (not their real names).
We would play everytime, eat lunch together with my two best friends (Jane and Aimee), seatmates every classes and everywhere. Those were the happiest days of my life. I was falling for Todd and so was the girl named Meg. (Meg is a bitch)
Meg, together with her flirt besties (Elle and Heather), planned to attract them and be together like we do. There were days when Meg would cry and then she would say, "I remember my cousin when I see Trevor and Todd play".
It came the time where all the genuises were given letters for an upcoming national exam, Jane and I were also given that letter and so was Todd and Elle. For the school to pass, they offered training programs. I wasn't unable to get one 'cause my mom can't afford it.
Days went by, Todd is becoming arrogant and unaware of our friendship. They started talking to Todd until they got him. If they have him, James and Trevor is in. Elle adapted everything I do to make us connected and every idea I do to get them back, she just do the same. That made me jealous and that jealousy just gave them more points.
One time, she gave an easy riddle, "What goes up but does not come down?", at that time we were seatmates. I murmured, "Bitch! Do you even study? It's age", she gave me a glare and I glared at her too. "What? You gonna glare at me because I'm right?", I asked, she just looked away. "Huh! Better not have a comeback or I swear I will cut every inch of you starting on your face", I said standing up then I left.
"Screw you!", she yelled, I faced them and all of them are shocked except for her, "Hey Trevor! Go fuck your girlfriend... Oh wait, maybe she wants James and Todd too. She just lacks attention", I told them, "For your information, my best friend is not a whore", Heather answered.
"Did I mentioned the "whore" word?", I asked doing the quote sign on my fingers, "Looks like it", she said walking towards me, "Again, Did I said the word whore? You better go remain standing cause your answer is wrong", I said then left.
Since that day, I lost the taste of fashion, sense of respect, trust, and those shards I kept on picking up everyday. One day I saw a note from Todd saying: "If you're reading this its because I am letting you go and I don't care if you are harsh on them especially Meg. You don't know her full story, its like your the person who run around this world. Try to care if you have a heart. Do you have one?"
That was written on the Valentines Day and that's when he gave Meg flowers. I cried everday managing not to show my feelings to them calling me "the emotionless, hideous freak" or "the heartless". Until these days, those memories hunts me. I don't care now because they broke everything in me.
Sorry for those dirty language....
SOURCE BY-ROCELLY GWYNEETH LEONEN
PUBLISHED BY-OURHELLO.COM
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