Throughout my 7th grade year I was called names like, whore, b****, ugly, wannabe, etc. Name it i was called it. I wasn't the prettiest of the girl. My hair was never done it was very unmanageable, my makeup never seemed to look right, my nails were bitten, my clothes didn't fit right, and I was always seeming to get in the way. I attempted suicide that year. It was the hardest time I've ever hard. I told my mom about the rude things these people were saying to me and I didn't tell her that I tried to take my own life, it would break her heart and I don't want to see my mom like that or my dad especially.  I was switched schools the following year. The school I was at I was shy I didn't have very many friends at first but I started to gain a friend by friend. Two years later I ran for homecoming queen and I won! I was never so excited in my life. Too all those bullies I hope your happy for putting your foot in your mouth because the ugly girl is the queen. :) Thank you. (The last one had some errors).