I look over at Aaron and he mouthed the words "Dumb whore", laughed as if it was the funniest thing he had ever said, and then re-affirmed to Josh asking if that was what Josh wanted him to stay. I've been at this game of "lets see who can annoy each other more" for a couple weeks now, since that was the only route I could think of to keep my sanity. But that comment was totally below the belt, completely uncalled for. Even more so because I'm really insecure about being called both. Some know of my issues in past as far as guys are concerned, its too long of a situation for me to explain. And the whole dumb comment.. , I work my *** off to keep my grades at what they are, and Ive always had a little voice in my head tell me I'm dumb since sophmore year, so hearing that hits really deep. REALLY deep. My strength suddenly went to some foreign place I couldn't see, and tears just came. "Is she crying?" he says, in that way he does when he tries to make it something to laugh at to look cool. I glared around the room to possibly hear someone defend me. Maybe "That's ****ed up" or something. Nothing... I covered my face and stifled any sound till I could eventually breathe it out and get distracted by the work we needed to do.

I stop talking to people, I completely isolate myself, I try to be non-existant basically and it depresses me, I never had to be anti-social before. I'm the freak to be laughed at by all the people who are otherwise civil to me when I talk to them, well some are. No matter what I do, people still hate me, I can't just not exist or be someone people ignore all the time, thats just at school. Apparently, I'm a "*****" to them... well, thats what my carport tells me sprawled in ketchup and toilet paper at midnight when my brother wakes me up to help him clean the yard. Among that was at least 2 dozen eggs all over the yard, syrup in the rocks, ketchup on pads on larger rocks with more pantiliners stuck to the walls, toilet paper EVERYWHERE, even the 30ft palm tree, and a bush completely tee-peed and saran wrapped, mailbox filled with ketchup, mini sausages and sardines, front door mat with a torn apart sardine, and the empty containers to show me exactly what they used. I wanted to puke, and being the emotional psycho that I am I cried. You would not believe how degrading it is to spend 2 hours with your brother cleaning, and then having the owner of the house which is my grandma have to realize people are vandalizing her house because her grand-daughter is a freak who is hated by a lot of people at school. I don't know who did it, I know everyone in this house badgers me about who did it, I can point fingers all I want in who I know avidly hate me, but there are too many to narrow it down, how sad. You win, OK?! IS THAT WHAT YOU ****ING WANT TO HEAR YOU SICK ****S?! ****in vandalize an old lady's house, you sure are something special aren't you? I bet you feel really good about yourself, because you went beyond personal in this matter, you found a way to totally rip me apart and make me realize once again, for the fifth time this year, that I'm nothing. thanks. what the **** did I do to you? Is there something so horrible that I did to you that would make you want to disrupt the lives of not only me, no no this affects everyone in my grandma's house, they have to deal with it too. Does my presence bother you so much that you take time out of your life to make me miserable? JUST LEAVE ME ALONE! I LEARNED TO LEAVE YOU ****S ALONE, WHY DON'T YOU DO THE SAME?!

My 5 day happy-packed vacation with Matt ended, arrived home Saturday night to see a bunch of papers taped to the wall of my grandma's house by the side door, the first thing that came to mind was "no no no no no not again" , I walked to see what they all said, expecting the worse, but it wasn't bad. There was about 10 colored, decorated papers with compliments and letters of encouragement to assure me that "There are many people, including me, who honestly care for you." Also saying things like "Karen es muy muy inteligente" and "Karen has a beautiful soul." And I walked into the house with two others on the counter with candy on them (I found out the next morning my mom took those ones in the house to avoid ants). WOW. You know? There were a few people out there that took the time out of their lives to make sure I knew confirmedly that I'm cared about. You can probably guess I cried, lol. I needed that so bad, I felt like it was a hug when you sob into someone's arms and feel better for talking about why you're upset. And my mind can't even try to say "everyone hates me" with notes like that. It means so much to me, and its something I can't forget, and wouldn't want to. Its a lil' loophole and my ticket to happiness, and I don't have a clue who did it, but I think its ok that I don't know; I'll have a positive cloud of knowledge to fight my typical mental issues when they strike, and there's no thank you said from me that can level how much that helps.

Originally posted by Kieran Horn
*adjusts the ironsight on his carbine* God, if only wanton vigilantism was legal

Originally posted by Brian
Now step up again and hang out with her at school and make her feel special consistently and in person. That's how you change someone's life for good.

All of us have said we'll tell off people who bug her, and we're going to invite her to join our little bowling club. She's not really familiar with any of us, but we're just letting her know she's welcome.

Originally posted by Freelancer
Like this, Avenger? :p

Originally posted by Obi_Kwiet
Give her an UZI for her birthday. pwnage!

Originally posted by Vincent Valentine
All the people who attacked her house feel miserable and each apologized individually.