PaperDragon300's Story
14 years ago
General
I figure I'm asking people to share their own personal stories, I might as well share my own right?....
I won't bore you with the petty stuff so lets skip to 5th Grade when shit got real. At this point I was still a very happy cheerful person in public and I was egar to make new friends at a new school, sadly it didn't work out like that, tho I wasn't completely alone I had three friends who's names I won't say. However other than those three everyone either hated me or could care less [not counting my teacher, Mr. Boult was the best part of that school] I was ignored and avoided by every girl in the school for reasons I didn't rly understand but they avoided me like I was garbage and it started to crush my spirit. Grade 6 was more or less the same, some new ppl but other than that it was the same. 7th Grade was when it got bad, I had one friend who constantly got laughs at my expence, he told me later that he was lucky that there was always one person in his class that people hated more than him.....that would be my role to him....most sane people would have abandoned him but what could I do he was the only person who even liked me aside from a few people I only knew BECAUSE of him. 8th Grade, things got worse constantly being called "dumb Jew" "stupid Jew" and the ammount of Nazi jokes was rediculus I HAD PPL WALKING PAST ME WHO WOULD START NAZI MARCHING ONLY DURING THE TIME THEY WERE IN MY LINE OF SIGHT!!! tho the racism was rly the worst of it, and it eventualy stoped after I snaped in the middle of Social Studies class. I won't go into too much more detail on abuse and whatnot since many people have it much worse in that perspective and I won't expand on the extent of the racism either if you would rly like to know about either you can note me <3
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paperdragon300 AKA Chris Collie
and there you have it, my story I hope it helps people feel more comfortable and safe sharing their story and remember if you wish to remain anon thats fine too :3 ALSO: special announcement tomorow ;3 keep your eyes open
I won't bore you with the petty stuff so lets skip to 5th Grade when shit got real. At this point I was still a very happy cheerful person in public and I was egar to make new friends at a new school, sadly it didn't work out like that, tho I wasn't completely alone I had three friends who's names I won't say. However other than those three everyone either hated me or could care less [not counting my teacher, Mr. Boult was the best part of that school] I was ignored and avoided by every girl in the school for reasons I didn't rly understand but they avoided me like I was garbage and it started to crush my spirit. Grade 6 was more or less the same, some new ppl but other than that it was the same. 7th Grade was when it got bad, I had one friend who constantly got laughs at my expence, he told me later that he was lucky that there was always one person in his class that people hated more than him.....that would be my role to him....most sane people would have abandoned him but what could I do he was the only person who even liked me aside from a few people I only knew BECAUSE of him. 8th Grade, things got worse constantly being called "dumb Jew" "stupid Jew" and the ammount of Nazi jokes was rediculus I HAD PPL WALKING PAST ME WHO WOULD START NAZI MARCHING ONLY DURING THE TIME THEY WERE IN MY LINE OF SIGHT!!! tho the racism was rly the worst of it, and it eventualy stoped after I snaped in the middle of Social Studies class. I won't go into too much more detail on abuse and whatnot since many people have it much worse in that perspective and I won't expand on the extent of the racism either if you would rly like to know about either you can note me <3
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paperdragon300 AKA Chris Collieand there you have it, my story I hope it helps people feel more comfortable and safe sharing their story and remember if you wish to remain anon thats fine too :3 ALSO: special announcement tomorow ;3 keep your eyes open
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I was the bully because people were absolutely awful to me, and I decided to be crewel back, it affected my family, and they still treat me like a hateful selfish person. I'm always the bad guy, even if I hadn't done a thing wrong. I was always the source of everyone's problems 3: