I was a Bully Once: Blogtober 14

It pains me to admit that I was a bully once for a very brief period of time. It may have only been for a few months, which is still too long to be a bully.

I teased this girl. I think I peeked inside her pencil box once. She didn’t deserve to be teased.
Other people teased her because of who her family members were. I’m not sure why I made her life awful for a few months. She reminded me of myself. Maybe I was projecting my self-loathing. However, it was more likely that I was just a mean girl. Teenagers are the worst.

Then I realized what a jerk I was being to this girl, who really needed a friend instead of a bully. Since then I’ve tried to remember to be a friend to people instead of a mean girl.

No one really likes a mean girl.

P.S. Regina George followed me on Twitter. πŸ™‚ I’m not sure how to feel about that. She probably wouldn’t let me sit at the lunch table. I’ve worn sweats two days in a row.



β€œJust a small town girl – living in a lonely world.” Concert tickets are practically essential. Musicals are the key to life. I like movies, music,books, and corny jokes.


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