This is the big one.At school,I'm called "the weird one" or somethin'.Kids pick on me because I'm always tired,I am really quiet when left alone,and I have messy hair that no matter how many times you brush it,it will not stay tidy,and I have crooked teeth.Plus,they try to make fun of things I'm good at.I am in AIG classes with the rudest people on Earth.I won't give last names but their names are Avett,Josh,Jaxson,and Jaxon.They make fun of me because I'm better at Math then most people and they call me a math nerd.But since they are in my same "smart classes",that would make them math nerds too.I pointed this out to Avett,but he just walked off,pouting,and I could tell he was embarrassed and mad.Whatevs.
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Why My Life Is So Hard
Non-FictionHello,Internet!In this story,I will explain my life!Please don't make fun of me,I already have enough of that.
