• This girl took Abby's place.
    She took it VERY well.
    I'll call her Ginger.

    Ginger was a really good friend of mine.
    She loved horses, and I loved My Little Pony, so a friendship blossomed from there.

    4th grade hit.

    While I was dealing with Abby and her (bLEEEEEP)
    Ginger started to become clingy and annoying.
    Since my little sister was also her little sister's friend,
    every Christmas and whatnot was celebrated with them.

    I despised her.
    She would follow me around at school.
    She would say some pRETTY rude stuff to me, like
    "Ew, Lauren is wearing shorts? Her legs are really hairy."
    And I'd be like "I like Lauren though."
    She would give me this face mad
    and walk away to tell Lauren that I said what she said.

    I got away faster than a Lamborghini on a freeway.

    She kept coming after me, like
    "Come back, Bean! Or I'll tell the teachers you are bulling me."

    It got really bad.
    Our parents had to meet up and stuff.
    But I got away.

    Then I hit 6th grade + puberty.
    Ginger actually had the balls to say "Ew, why aren't you wearing a bra?"
    I literally spit my coffee out, but walked away.

    Then she tells some of the boys in math class that I liked this one hot guy.

    (i made it up that i liked this guy because i'm pan but i prefer girls and i was in the closet to everyone and i'm not exposing myself)

    My friends look at me with a wild expression on their faces.

    I glare at her and sprint to the bathroom.
    She follows me.
    I go "Don't talk to me, Ginger."
    She actually says "But you told everyone at Maria's sleepover and I thought I could tell them."
    and I say "No. That was my personal business and you had no right to tell them. I knew I shouldn't have told you."
    And I ran away.
    Again.

    I went back to math class and she followed me into the classroom.
    My friends were shooting her death glares and whatnot.
    She cried later, saying that I was a bad friend.

    SIS IM NOT EVEN YOUR FRIEND.
    ahah.

    Anyways, now she stalks the same guy.
    I feel bad for him.

    Anyways, that's the finale of my bullied series.
    I had fun writing it, but not having it done.

    Tell someone you are being bullied.
    Tell.
    It will get better.

    Bye now!