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After 4th grade, I basically had to crawl back to my old friends
and beg for mercy. These are the old friends that during the 4th grade with the other two girls, I picked on, made fun of,
gossiped about, spread rumors about, talked behind their backs, told all their secrets, and made 4th grade suck for. After
apologizing about 50 times, they eventually took me back and things went back to normal. I'm in high school now and I don't
really see these girls anymore, but if I did I would thank them for not making me the outcast I should have been. Getting
back on track..
Fifth grade.. I was popular in my own way now, with my true friends. These friends are true to the
bone, real friends. I was the class clown type in the group, ya know the kind. I was the person that could make everybody
laugh right when they needed it, be serious if I really had to be, and crack any joke at any time. But these two girls didn't
see that side of me, they saw the side that needed to be made fun of. I really liked this one boy, and they knew because in
4th grade I had told them, and they decided to spread it.. to everyone.. including him. They made fun of me all the time in
5th grade for it. One day in recess they came up to and they were like "Jen, he likes you." And I automatically believed it,
because what else was I supposed to think? They would make it up? So I was like "Are you serious?" And they slowly led me
to believe it. They then walked over to the guy, and I saw them tell him something, but they told me they were going to tell
him I liked him. They ended up telling hiim what had happened, and the next thing I knew, he was looking at me, and laughing.
I was crushed.
From then on, all I heard from them was "OMG Jen he likes you!" I knew from then on, I hated them.
And it takes alot for me to hate someone.
Nothing special happened in 5th grade besides my brother almost dying from diabetes. But in 6th
grade my life turned upside down when my grandpa killed himself. Ever since then life was a little different, but I wouldn't
be me if that didn't happen. After that, up until 7th grade, nothing cool happened at all. That's when I meant bff Fiona.
We will get to that later though.
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