These words still haunt me today. It seems as though I can’t even run from those words.

My experience with bullying was never as intense as a lot of people’s, not to say that it didn’t hurt me any less. Sometime in my 8th grade year the ‘popular’ girls decided I was their target only because I wanted to be their friend. I mean they seemed like they had a ton of fun..why not? Little did I know that they were vicious creatures. They would talk about me openly while I was sitting in the next row over. They called my ugly, obsessive, and annoying. These words still haunt me today. It seems as though I can’t even run from those words. I moved my sophomore year in high school and still those words are used to talk about me.