I was the class reject through most of elementary school and middle school so a lot of people fall under this category, but there is one person who stands out from them all. Christina Hand. She didn't push me down, or call me names, or claim I had cooties like the other kids. No, she was far more manipulative. She pretended to be my friend, only she would steal from me, "accidentally" destroy my things, and spread rumors behind my back. She told the only real two friends I had that I liked the other one better, then went to the guidance counselor and told her I had shoved her and one of my other female friends (for the record, a girl she had never met) into a closet and told my parents they were having sex. Of course when I denied it the guidance counselor didn't believe me and I had to explain to my other 4th grade friends that I was not a pervert. Yes, 4th grade.
She did things like invite me to her birthday party, then force me to sleep on a kitchen chair. She invited herself over to my house when my parents had specifically forbid it, then laughed while my parents screamed at me for disobeying them.
I don't know why I continued to hang out with her, and I don't know what possessed her to be so calculating. She moved away a year later and probably did the same things to some other poor girl in her new city.
I'm torn between hating her and feeling sorry for her. It took me years to get over the things she did to me. But I still have to wonder how bad her life must have been to make her resort to that kind of behavior at such a young age. I hope for her sake that she was able to grow out of it.
1 comment:
Boo. What a b*tch.
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