Welcome to the Wattpad Block Party - Summer Edition III!
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But Bailey wasn't convinced. "Why do people feel like they have the right to judge like this? I mean, I'm still going to therapy. I don't know everything but I am figuring stuff out, just like everybody else."
Meg sighed and read more comments.
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"We were all stupid. And you know what? I bet everybody in the world has been stupid, too."
Bailey managed a weak smile and read the next comment from Emisnotofire123.
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"Bailey, here's my advice. You don't know these people and they only think they know you but they don't – not the way I do, or Simon does, or even Patty does."
"Patty?"
"Yeah. Patty. The author."
"Oh. Right. Her." Bailey rolled her eyes.
Meg laughed. "Come on, Bay. We all love you. That's enough, right?"
"I guess so." Bailey nibbled a nail and gave Meg a worried look. "Meg, can I ask you something?"
Meg shifted closer, putting an arm around Bailey. All these comments had obviously messed her up. Some were pretty funny but a lot more were just mean. Didn't people understand that the stuff they posted online didn't just get thrown into the vacuum of space? That a person, a real person with feelings, is reading them?
"Meg, do you still think I'm stupid?"
Meg bit her lip. "No, Bailey. I know you're not stupid. I always knew that. I think that's why I was so angry at you back then. You pretended to be stupid because you were afraid of so many things. Afraid you weren't good enough. Afraid you weren't smart enough. But you are good enough and you are smart." Meg waved a hand over Bailey's other computer, the big one on her desk with two monitors and an assortment of odd strings of text scrawled on Post-It notes stuck to the edge. "Like what on earth is this?" Meg picked one off and read it out loud. "[Life N] should be 1 at level 1, not 0, and then n+5 for every [time incr]."
"Oh," Bailey said, taking the scrap of paper. "That's just a reminder to fix the way the characters' health is tracked in the game system."
"Yeah, so I am pretty sure you just spoke English, but I didn't understand a word of that, not to mention why it's written inside brackets."
