Don't Judge Me. You Don't Know

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I looked down the hall, I was wearing my new outfit. Everyone was giggling. Were they giggling at me? I hid my face behind my binder and my school books. I felt ashamed. Why did I feel ashamed? I don't know. All I know is to don't judge me. You don't know. You don't know what I've been through. I'll tell you what I've been through. Enough! Enough for you people to stop what you are doing and to at least help me out for once, but you choose not to. Don't Judge me. You don't know.





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YODA15 said...
Apr. 11, 2013 at 12:54 pm
i dont mean to make this short story sound harsh or that it against anyone. its mainly just against my days of when i used to get bullied
 
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