A/N: I am fixing this story to make it more readable. I apologize that it took me so long to see what I was doing wrong. A few things will be added and removed. I might have a few bonus chapters. No promises though.
My life has been nothing but hard ever since I had enter elementary school back in the late 90's. I was immediately counted as the outcast, the bad child. It was hard to ignore the other kids when I didn't have a friend to help me ignore them. I was always picked on for my height in the fourth grade. I do admit, It was because of these harsh words of the other kids which got me in trouble. I had gotten a detention almost everyday for fighting. I have even gotten it for things I didn't do. I'm 20 years old and still remember my elementary principal's name. Isn't that bad?
Junior high wasn't as bad as elementary. I did get two after school detentions though. But I still felt like all the kids were against me. I was just the girl no one wanted around. That feeling hurts to have no one on your side. I was just glad that my nick name from elementary didn't stick with me. Right before I moved up to High school I started to finally stress out over everyone's thoughts about me. People just judged me on my past and not the me of the present.
High school was nothing but a bunch of teachers favoring some students and shunning others. It was all the same people who you hear most about. I bet they didn't do any work and still graduate. I hated to see kids in other class room while the class they were suppose to be in is doing some big project. Those kids were nothing but suck up.
Girls made fun of me because I never wore make up. Yeah just what I wanted, to look like every other dumb pore clogging girl. Heck I never even had a boyfriend, ever. How I wish for a friend to ease my envy.
A question I've asked myself ever since I seen 1776. From the strong words by the character John Adams. "Is anybody there? Does anybody care?"