| LilMissScareAll |
08-24-2004 07:20 AM |
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Originally posted by Egekrusher
I know exactly what you're saying man. I come from a town of about 600-700 people, a little shithole called Pleasant Lake.
I am the only one there that dresses metalhead (or used to anyways). At a high school with about 1,100 kids (we had all the surrounding hick towns going to one school), there were a total of 8 kids who dressed like me. In a school full of hicks, jocks and spoiled rich kids, we were the outcasts by far. I used to get my ass kicked all the time, until I went fucking nuts and stood up to someone twice my size. I had his nuts in my hand (literally) and squeezed until he fell down. Everyone left me alone after that.
I wish I knew why people hated things and other people that are different and that they don't understand.
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I never dressed "different" in school, and I was still probably the biggest outcast there. I was fat and quiet, though...so everyone had to be mean to the fat kid who never talked. Even all the other other "outcasts" in this town hate me....so that tells you how big of a loser I am.
Usually people just said stuff...probably because everyone knew I was close to my mom(oh yeah, they made fun of me for that too!), because she took me to school and if I had any problems, I made her go talk to my teachers(which never really done any good...the teachers here suck). but I was physically hurt a few times. One time was in 5th grade... we were in the school library & a couple of girls pulled my chair out from under me and caused me to hit my head on a table behind me. My head hurt for weeks after that... luckily I didn't bleed or anything. But those girls never even got punished for it! My mom even went to talk to my teacher and she said she couldn't do anything about it, because she never saw it happen and because it happened in the library that the library teacher would have to do the punishing...she already knew about it, and all she done was tell the stupid girls to apologize. So they did, but of course they didn't really mean it. I regret being such a wimpy kid. I should have picked up that chair and knocked the shit out of both of them. If I could go back and re-do that part of my life, I definitely would. But I guarantee if I done something like that, I would have been punished for it. :rolleyes:
I still hate them for being so cruel to me. One of them was in a wreck awhile back...this may make me sound like a horrible person, but I said it was unfortunate that it didn't do more damage to her ugly-ass face.
But they tortured me all through school. Up until I started homeschool in 9th grade... luckily for me, my drama club teacher asked my mom to help out on a trip we were taking to see a play... so my mom went, and she saw how horrible the kids were. The drama teacher was telling her that the kids in this town are much worse than anywhere else she had ever taught...this town sucks. Too much inbreeding, I guess. :rolleyes:
But anyway, when we got to the theatre, the kids from my school were making fun of the play and making fun of the kids from the other towns, and of course making fun of me for having my mom with me...the morons thought I asked my mom to go with me for no reason. :rolleyes: Although I was glad my mom went. Of course I'd rather spend time with her than a bunch of moronic losers. The only reason most of those kids joined the drama club was to get out of school. Me and a few others joined it because we are actually interested in drama. But it was that day that made me mom see what I had to put up with every day. And just a few weeks or so later, I started homeschool. :D
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