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Don't hate on people.
Well, since everybody is sharing their stories I've decided to share mine too. I want to get out the message to girls to stop being bitchy to other girls. I'm a graduate of college, and my so called "perfect" life is living hell to me. When I was in 8th grade, I was, well overly conceieted and bitchy. One day, I told a girl who wore the "out" stuff that she was gay & lame dresser. Also, I always used to be sarcastic with her, and I would make and talk behind her back 24/7.I was the skinny, (so called perfect bitch today), supposebly sexy and high-maintance girl, with the supposebly "perfect" everything. I was a rich bitch, and I made fun of alot of girls. One day I took it to far. I told a girl that she is one of the ugliest things in the universe, that I'm glad her life is bad, and that she should die. What did I find out the next day? She took a rope and hung herself with a sign taped to her: "I want to be beautiful." I'm not the only one that made fun of her, and I wasn't the first. She had been innoccent, and we stripped her of all her rights as a human being. When I heard the news, I went to her parents and apoligized. They told me she always would talk about how pretty I am, and how she wanted one word to tell her that would make her feel special. A simple: "Your shirts cute." Or something. I broke down. I can't believe a girl that looked up to me, I controlled and bossed around. As a part of my apology, I paid for her whole funeral, and about 700 people came. Every one with a soul was mourning a beautiful girl who had once lived. Beautiful she was, with long silky brown hair, eyes do die for, and I guess just because she had a few things about her that contradicted her appearence, we made fun of her. I remember her, she was about 5'11, eyes that were such a dark blue, that would captivate any soul. Hair that flopped and was puffy at points but when you looked at her deeply you saw true beauty. Every Saturday I go to her grave, and lay 18 roses. (18 was her age.) I've been going to therapy for a while now. Girls - don't be mean to anybody,please, don't end up like me. You hurt somebody deeply, you know the phrase: "Sticks and bones hurt me, but words don't." It's wrong. Sticks and bones might hurt you....but words are ingraven in one's mind forever. I hope I changed the way some of you act. Please, please....if your like this change.
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Actually, your story reminds me of how I kind of am today. I don't really mean to act bitchy, but it just comes out of my mouth and I can't even think before I speak. I know that I've hurt a whole bunch of feelings and right now, I feel really stupid. I shouldn't of said anything to those girls. I mean , I barely even know them but if I see something that bothers me about them, mean things just come out of my mouth. My friends don't effect the way I am and I don't get treated badly at all, so I don't know why I'm so mean to them. Thanks so much for sharing this with me. I can relate to this and it made me think differently about people. Thanks again.
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