Story 184

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I was bullied and I still am, this girl used to be 'my friend' but she just wanted me to hang around her then she pounced she called me mustachio and man, I have dark hair above my top lip. She got older kids to join in and before you knew it I would get home and trow myself an my bed and pray to be a different person. My mum tries to help by bleaching and waxing but I cry and she gets mad, I know she is trying to help me but it hurts. The girl still does it but not so much, when things won't go her way she will blame it on my by calling me those names. I jut hate it!

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