You tell the school counselors about a problem that you re having with people spreading rumors and being a complete bitch. You tell them how the girl is calling every one of youre friends fake, fake friends, and many other things. You go to them for help and they tell you "Its their opinion, does they're opinion really matter?" Well fuck yah it matters if it causes your friend to break down then yah.
Lets call these people 'MC, the girl starting shit, she was also our ex best friend." "OJ, my friend," "C, counselor"
DF- "Well I told MC about my friend with cancer. and she started telling everybody that im lieing about it." "C- Well thats why you dont tell people things like that."
There was more but that about sums it all up. LIKE WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK? YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO HELP. THIS IS NOT HELP. THIS IS WHY PEOPLE DONT GO TO YOU FOR HELP, THIS IS WHY PEOPLE COMMIT SUICIDE. GOD, WHY CANT YOU JUST HELP PEOPLE. I ALREADY. GOD I HATE PEOPLE.
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Keep quiet
Ficção AdolescenteAnd I don't want to world to see me cause I don't think they'd understand. When everythings meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am
