Who knew that everything would change in ten years because it was the decade that gave some some moments that we will always remember and some moments we will always forget. I was one of those people that had those moments through my whole life ever since I was young and I was also known to have a good memory that make me reminisce some events that had happened whether it was good or bad.

It all started back in 2000 when I was 11, the time when I started high school and it was there I knew that some things would be totally different for me whether it was for better or for worse. During 2 years in high school, everything had changed drastically and I had to face guys that were players or jerks and girls that were fake and y. Then around in November 2002, I moved to another high school along with my sister when I had been bullied constantly by some jerks and es and thought things would be a little different but it just got worse. In my new high school, I bumped into a group of friends by accident in P.E (Physical Education) class who turned out be a gang in school and sometimes would find a reason to pick on any one including me.

In French class, two of those girls were happened to be in the same class and looked at me in a menacing way like they were going to do something. During the class, they were calling me and I turned my head towards them and showed me the middle finger and laughing like it was funny cause it wasn't and had ingored these stupid brainless es. Then it got worse in P.E. class when I had talked to one of them saying that she's a total and should stop bothering me but she had other plans. In my English class, a small group of girls had started to call me names which made me hurt because she turned some of the girls against me and they haven't heard my side of the story. At the end of the class, I went home during lunch in tears when these girls were calling me bad names.

Then afterwards, this whole situation took a dangerous turn, a month later, in P.E class I was already changed in my gym uniforms and talking to couple of my friends when one of those played a joke on me by gettin a post-it sign on my back that said there 'Kick me, I'm a lesbian' and they had actually kicked me so had on my waist that it was hurting a lot and some of my friends helped me when those es left. I had to hide about the incident from my P.E. teacher during the class until it ended. After it ended, I went along with my 2 good friends and told the teacher about the incident as well as the bullying while I broke down in tears. She understood my situtation and dealt with the matter and luckily it stopped. Then afterwards, I had to move my class after I ended Year 9 (UK version of 9th Grade lol) because of the classes I had chosen and luckily one of my good classmates also moved to same class as me and I really felt happy and glad to be away from those worthless, fake es.

Here was Part 1 and there will be more in Part 2