In seventh grade, I was left alone a little bit. Rose was still at school, teasing the crap out of me and taking away all of my friends. At one point, she tried to take away my boyfriend.
I was constantly depressed, and tried to stay away from people who had hurt me.
I was still picked on for everything. From my shortness, for my allergies, even for the way I looked. I was a freak show for everyone to laugh at. I did nothing, because I was to afraid. That's when Brenna came in. We took each other under our wings, and stood up for each other. Brenna stood up for me all the time, and in return, I did the same.
She hated Rose as much as I did, and together, we ignored her.
Finally going into eighth grade, we got rid of Rose, because now she goes to a different school.
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Help! I Hate Drama!
Non-FictionThis is about my real story. How people can be jerks, even though you think they are your best friend. All of this is real. I write what happens to me as soon as it does. This is live coverage of my life.
