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I can still remember with perfect clarity the day in eighth grade when a boy walked up to me at my locker and said, “Hey cutie.” I was sweaty, having just come from gym class, and I was only at my locker to buy some time before I had to go to math class where the teacher hated me and the numbers didn’t make any sense. But there was a boy standing next to me and he called me cute and I had no idea what to say. But I didn’t have to say anything, because the girl he was with just laughed, a cut off cackle into the oversized purse she was fishing through. I turned back to my locker, not saying a word because I was out of my depth and trying to ignore the world.  

Either ignorant to the fact that I was still within earshot or apathetic about the whole situation, the girl pressed the boy for answers. “Why would you say that?”

“Fat chicks need love too.” The words were mocking, insincere, and they burned through my body like a poison. I didn't ask for this; I was just standing at my locker. I was standing at my locker so that I didn’t have to go to a class where the teacher lied to my mother about me and made me feel inadequate on a daily basis. I was standing at my locker because all I could think about was that my dad was in the hospital for the third time in two years and he was probably in surgery by now. I was standing at my locker because I had just come from gym class and I didn’t know if I could take another day of the teacher ignoring how the athletic girls mistreated the rest of us. But now I was standing at my locker because some fourteen year old angel of the fucking lord had decided to grace me with his all-inclusive love.

Quietly, I closed my locker door and sped down the hall to my math class. I had a test to take, a test that I knew I wasn’t going to be ready for because my mind was completely blank. I thought of nothing as I pushed my way into the classroom, trying to inconspicuously wipe tears from my eyes. But I was still burning inside and now the fire was pushing out, leaking from me, clawing its way out of my eyes so that it could glow on the surface of my face. I wasn’t fooling anyone.
I want to thank everyone who has liked, favorited, commented, and just generally shown support for me in the past week or so since I received a Daily Deviation. I don't have internet at home, so it took me quite by surprise to see over 500 messages for me in my inbox when I did manage to get online. Reading your thoughts and stories has been one of the most touching experiences I've had thus far. So thank you so, so much. I can't even begin to express how much you all mean to me.
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Given 2013-05-16
In Which Middle School is Hell is a trip into ~Melpyra's psyche, capable of making any reader sympathize easily with her suffering, carried out by wonderful narration and humanity, says the suggester. ( Suggested by Clockchat and Featured by Nichrysalis )
:icongirlwhosangtheblues:
girlwhosangtheblues Jun 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I'm both sad and smiling because I know and I know.
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:iconranmas2:
Omj, I hate bullies so much it makes me want to.. nevermind .-.
I feel really bad for you and I hope the rest of your life is never the same c; Please bear in mind that there are still good people out there who will be good friends ^^:icondragonhugplz:
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:iconhikariartista:
hikariartista May 29, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
i can relate to you as well.
i was bullied in middle school, and needless to say i hate them so bad. There's this boy who keeps bullying me like a sicko and one of my friends even stabbed my back. I'm still furious at them even in high school.
I just wanna say that it will get better.
At high school, most people will become better, and i tried to introspect myself too. After that, it just get better. I don't know if that will be the same case at your place, but just block your ears. Those people doesn't deserve your attention :)
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:iconx-jazzy-b-real-x:
I will mutilate this bastard for you. Urgh, little fucker.

...Great piece, of course!

But now I have a strong desire to run up in some middle schools/high schools. Must breathe. :XD: ;;
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:icondailylitdeviations:
BTW, Here is the correct link to your DLD feature in the May 16th, 2013 article: [link]
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:iconthatplanetside2guy:
ThatPlanetside2Guy May 17, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
It's rare to find Literature DDs :D
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:iconnichrysalis:
Nichrysalis May 17, 2013  Student Writer
We try to have at least two literature DD's a day. :nod: You can always find the DD's for the current day here: [link]
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:iconthatplanetside2guy:
ThatPlanetside2Guy May 17, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Huh, didn't know that.
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:iconnichrysalis:
Nichrysalis May 17, 2013  Student Writer
Glad to help. :)
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:iconsara-sekhmet:
sara-sekhmet May 17, 2013  Hobbyist Artisan Crafter
To those still in primary schooling: it REALLY does get better. Once you graduate, you never have to see any of those people again. If you run into them in college, it's much easier to ignore them :)
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