I go to a really small school, but that doesn’t mean that people aren’t mean. I’m the kid that gets bullied. I always stand up for the kids that get picked on and it ends up hurting me in the end, but i don’t care as long as the other kid gets left alone. After getting picked on at school i got home just to get yelled at for the stupidest things. I don’t really have the best relationship with my dad, but I’ve come to accept it. Kids at my school pick on me because they think that i have a perfect life. When I’m at school i don’t talk to people about my problems which leads other classmates to think that everything is perfect so they pick on me and try to bring me down to make themselves feel better. Long story short know what it feels like and in later entries I will get more into details.