A DIARY ENTRY FROM THE VICTIM'S POINT OF VIEW

    

      Today the popular girls actually asked me to sit by them.  I thought wow, they are finally going to be nice to me?  That's out of character... maybe I shouldn't.  If I didn't then they would have thought I was a snob.  I decided to sit with them and now I really wish I wouldn't have.  I thought what have I got to lose right?  I should have realized it would be what dignity I had left.

     So, I sat down with my tray, trying to hide my nervousness from them.  I could hear Bentley, the most popular guy at school say to Sophie, "Why did you ask her to sit with us, she's the ugliest girl in our school."

     Sophie replied confidently, "Don't worry Bentley...  I have got his covered."  What hurt me was they didn't even try to whisper about it, and before I could leave without a debacle, they started in.

     "Heather sucks.  You should go kill yourself.  Your useless and no one likes you.  You could go hang yourself, for all I care.  I mean you'd be doing the world a favor.  After that Bentley, the guy I had crushed on since second grade through a carton of chocolate milk, splattering all over my new shirt.

     I ran out of the school balling.  Maybe I should do the world a favor tonight...