i try so hard to be nice to people. I really do. But why, can't people do the same to me? is it because I'm different? Is it because I don't like the same things as you? Is it because I'm not perfect? Well, everyone is different, so it's not my fault and nobody's perfect. I remember when it used to be so different. Being different was awesome and imperfections meant nothing. First grade was a blessing although, a curse as well. It was a blessing because it gave humans the sight of beauty. It was a curse because it was a just a phase. Something that wouldn't last forever. A lie. Now, life is a living hell. You HAVE to be perfect. Perfect. I despise that word. Perfect. The word makes me cry. It makes me curl in fear.

"EW look at that freak."

"Oh look, its her."

"She should just kill herself."

"No one will about a freak like her."

I've heard these sentences a thousand times. Sometimes they aren't always directed to me. Its sad really. How society wants everyone to be the definition of NORMAL. Now, not only am I judged by egotistic teenagers, but by ADULTS. The ones who are supposed to stop the bullying, are now starting it? Judging me with looks of disgust and pure hatred. Why do people become so selfish while im selfless?