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Personal Narrative: How The World Is Out To Get Me
I believe that the world is out to get me.
It all started when i was in 2nd grade. I was known as the smile child. That was until the bullying started, then i became self reclusive and scared. i didn’t want to go to school and when i did everyone was scared of me. So i became the one everyone avoided. This continued through middle school where i said i was going to nuke the school. (this was before they knew i had aspergers). I was just tired of the bullying and i wanted to end it all. I was diagnosed with depression after the incident. I tried to tell people i was being bullied but it seemed like nobody cared enough to do anything so it keeps happening until my freshman year. It was friday the thirteenth and i was joking around but one girl

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