Minder fra skolen: venskaber og mobning

I would like to tell about a very special place, witch means a lot to me, because I have a lot of memories there. Maybe it’s that place where I’ve been experiencing the most of the emotional side of myself thru the years. I’ve been hanging out in that place for almost ten years, friendships were made, and some of them even broke. But no matter what, something new happened every year. Sometimes it was nice feeling that you were safe in that place, other times you just wanted to get out, and felt uncomftable or sad. .. That place is my school, witch I can’t bare to leave behind next semester. Even though I haven’t always been feeling good about my school. I got teased a lot when I was younger; witch was very hard. I only had one close friend at the time, she was very chubby, wore glasses, and I think the real reason why she was my friend, was because nobody else wanted to talk to her. We were always hanging out at school, after school we would mostly go to my place, or sometimes her house. We also started playing soccer together, witch we both found very fun. After a while I noticed that she wasn’t very loyal to me. Every time the other girls bullied me, she would just watch them, and sometimes even join the group. I forgave her time after time, but she just continued with the others. It was mostly the ‘queen-bi’ who told the others to tease me. When we got a little older, two of the other girls started to talk to me. Afterwards I just started hanging out with them. My first girlfriend just started hanging out with us. So we started to be like a group of four. After a while I stopped playing soccer and was very interested in gymnastic, and my chubby-friend started swimming. We fell more and more apart from each other. Then she started hanging out with the one of those girls we talked to, I didn’t really care because I was hanging out with the other. Me and my new girlfriend were the more ‘wild’ kind of girls compared to them, and I felt very good. But then after a while we started getting out in trouble, because after we got older we started partying and drinking, and she made me do some silly things. When we finished that year, the year after six new girls came to the school. I started talking to three of the girls. We started hanging out, and we got closer and closer. I dumped the other girls that I used to hang out with because of the past they had given me. For the first time I felt really comftable at the school, and I knew that I was way cooler than the other girls from my class. This continued for like one year, and somehow later in the 8th grade, I was friends with almost everybody. Also, the 9th graders. After a perfect period of my schooltime I got mad at one of my girlfriends from the 9th grade, I was furious because she made rumours about me. After a while almost all the girls stopped talking to me. Except the chubby-girl I hang out with as a little girl, who buy the way had gotten very thin. We started talking again, but I didn’t really talk to anybody else at the school. When I finally began my senior year at the school, most of the people I hated were gone. I started talking to people I really trusted, and the school made new classes, so I began to talk to the other girls. I started talking to a girl who I once was very close with, but one of the girls from last year had told her some pretty shitty things about me, that wasn’t true at all. Now the thing seems to be working out great, I am friends with the ones I trust, and I don’t care if someone doesn’t like me. I have to admit those years made me so much stronger. That is actually the mainly reason why I decided to write about this place, because I learned a lot of my experiences there, and it have made me the person that I am today.