What is your story?
One day in 9th grade, I was walking across the gym towards the locker room to change into P.E. clothes. I walked past this girl that I knew but had never talked to before. As I passed, I heard her tell her friends “Ugh, I hate (my name)!” I glanced over to see if they were talking about me, even though I was the only person in the school with that name, and I saw her and all her friends glaring at me. It stuck with me, that somebody I had never even talked to could say she hated me.
What can you tell others who are going through the similar things?
Ignore them and keep your head held high. You don’t deserve to be brought down like that!