Editor's Note: This article addresses a mature real-life situation. If you are under the age of 13 you should consult a parent before and after reading this article. Remember, always treat others as you would want to be treated.
People say your senior year is supposed to be one of the best years of your life. My year started off absolutely fabulous. All of high school has been great for me. Since the moment I stepped foot into the hallways in freshman year, I?ve easily been the Queen Bee. Until now.
I was looking in the Archives and stumbled upon the article "Mean Girls", which I'm certain several of you have read. If not, the article ID is 9891. That article isn't just for entertainment, that article is real. Every word in that article is completely true. It happens all over the world. It happens to kids who never see it coming. It happens to people like me.
I've been the Queen of school for years and years, bossing people around, telling them what's what. Sure I was a total b****, but it had to be done to keep my crown. Then at the start of this school year, I noticed some things going down. At lunch all the girls at my table would be whispering, and when I sat down they would all shut up. Like obvious, much? I didn't think much of it, though. I mean, yeah I knew people hated me, but no one ever had the guts to do something about it. I had kicked people out of our crowd before, and what did the people being kicked out do? Cry their way to the bathroom stalls as the rest of us stared and laughed. Nobody ever stood up to me. I was on top and everyone knew it.
I was getting invited to the usual bomb parties, raves, etc. Things were changing though. People were talking about me behind my back, and I could totally tell. Then at my friend Sydney's party, it started happening to my face. We were all out at her pool talking, and then this new girl Megan was asking all these lame questions about celebs and stuff, and I was like, "Are you stupid?" Then Megan walked off and my friend Chelsea and I were sitting there talking. We were totally trashing Megan, and then Chelsea went up to get a drink. Then I saw Chelsea and Sydney talking, and then Sydney came over to me. Chelsea told Sydney every word I had said, not including her bits, and then the drama began to unravel. Sydney pretty much threatened to kick me out of her party, but I was over it, and I went home.
The next day at lunch, everything seemed pretty normal, what had happened at the party I thought was behind us, but no. Everybody stood up, and then Kelly goes, "We're sick of you. You're a b**** to everyone here and we're not taking it anymore."
I replied instantly with, "Oh, and you w***** think you're much better?"
Stacia then said, "Oh we know we are, now f*** off and quit breathing our air."
I gave them all the middle finger and walked off, trying to keep my cool, but it was hard. I walked out the school doors, got in my car, and drove to the lake.
I instantly burst into tears the moment I got there. Call me pathetic, a baby, a wimp, whatever you want, I don't care. Every cruel thing I had done in the past was finally catching up to me, and there was nothing I could do about it. I deserved every bit of it.
For the first time in my life I had nowhere to go. I wasn't just rude to my friends, but to everyone. My parents, random kids in school, weird people on the streets, everyone. Every horrible thing I had ever done was biting me in the a**, and trust me when I say, it hurt.
What about now? What am I doing now? I'm sitting at lunch with no friends, no anybody, experiencing the worst year of my life. On the weekend I sit at home alone with no plans. Not a single phone call, not a single text. I've tried to make friends, but nobody wants to be friends with me, a rude old has-been.
What's the point of this? It's for every mean girl out there -- You need to change. Just try. It might be hard, being mean is what you may have been born to do, but it will come back at you. You might think you're on top of the world and nothing can bring you down, but if you think that you've seriously underestimated the power of your clique. My life sucks right now, and I cannot wait to get to college and start over. You do not want to go through what I am right now. It's horrible. It's hard. It's even worse because I've got nobody to talk to about it.
I don't want anybody feeling bad for me. I deserve this, I've had this coming for god knows how long. I just want every rude girl (or guy) out there to realize that you need to change your ways. This isn't just directed at the author of the article "Mean Girls", it's directed at everyone. This stuff really happens, and it's even harder to deal with than you could ever imagine. So I'm telling you, change. Change before it's too late.
Editor's Note: I know that this article deals with a sensitive topic, and I'd like to remind all of you to please remain respectful in the BBS. We are all entitled to our opinions, and the right to share our stories. Please try to listen to each other, you might learn something!
