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__Someone Stealing My Ice-Pop__
Another normal day. Just like any other. Boring. Dull. Drab. Humiliating. Yes, humiliating. I walk through the hallways of (Snowy Intermidiate School)* and I feel invisible. I sit in class just like all my other classmates, though I always feel like I just don't fit in, like I don't belong anywhere. Like a square block trying to fit in in a circle. I feel that the words //loser//, //outcast//, //nobody//, & //idiot// are tattooed to my forehead and when people see me they try to add more words to my head that are meaner and two-faced. I can name time after time that my own classmates say rude remarks behind my back or even right out loud for the entire class to laugh at. Though, I constantly feel put down by classmates and let down by my own true friends. I believe that the people who are "bullies" all have something in common. They are all identical. They all have the same attitude, same friends, and same remarks. Though, I think that I am the one thing that a lot of people hate... Different.

Honestly, people think that I disagree on everything. I am not a follower. I am a leader. I have my opinion and they have theirs. They think I am obnoxious and annoying, though they don't realize that what is causing them to say this, is theirselves. People will treat me like the Cinderella without the ball, the prince, the happily ever after, or the fairy godmother. Pretty much I am treated like the girl scrubbing the floor until it is shining like a mirror. Worked until all you see is the bare bones of arms, hands, and fingers. Or a speck of dust sitting on a bright pink clover such as in Horton Hears A Who!. No one sees the real me and all they see about me is negative, upon negative, upon negative. The one thing that my friends see in me is my individuallity. If my friends could describe in one word, it would be crazy, outgoing, & an airhead. There is no one exactly like me and no one can take my individuality away from me. I am my own person. I am a certain way and no one can change that. I would rather be the strangest person in the world then be identical to everyone else.

People make remarks about me all the time. I walk around everyday with people saying I'm stupid, annoying, weird, and rude comments about what I look like and who I am as a person. I have gotten comments that can I have held on to for a long time. Sometimes, those comments have crossed the line and made me believe in myself that what ever I do is wrong. Now, I honestly don't know who I am anymore. I don't believe in myself. I know that everyone should have skin as hard as nails but, these are more than just mere jokes. It is the real-world. The real-world can and will chew you up and spit you out. No matter what grade you are in, how old you are, or your nationality. Though, that can all change with one day.

That was my life before. A personal moment I had in my life and I never told anyone about. Not my parents, teachers, but, some close friends that I knew I could trust. This memory hit me very hard as I remember it. No one should have to experiance what I did. No one. Stand up for your self, let the world know that you are yourself and not someone your not. Don't let anybody tell you who you are. Life is the way you want it to be, not what someone else wants it to be. Don't let anyone steal your ice-pop.

* - Indicates the name has been changed

Reference:
//**Loser** ~ Slang//. //a misfit, esp. someone who has never or seldom been successful at a job, personal relationship, etc. //**Different** ~ Not ordinary; unusual//
 * Outcast** ~ Cast out, as from one's home or society
 * Nobody** ~ A person of no importance, influence, or power
 * Idiot** ~ An utterly foolish or senseless person//