I am currently in grade seven. I have many friends and I have a great teacher. The only problem was that it wasn't like this before, in grade six. I stuck around a group of kids that weren't really my friends, they just acted like it. They'd dare me to do stuff, give me orders, and pass around my secrets. I thought this was normal friendship in my grade. It didn't get bad until I came to school one day and they were waiting for me and laughing at me. I started to laugh with them, thinking they were just joking around, but really, they were laughing at one of the secrets I told them that they spread around the school. Everyone knew about one of my many, very personal, secrets. I was so embarrassed, and I didn't physically want to get out of bed the next day. All I remember was that I begged to stay home that day. The next day I woke up and at school, everyone in my grade had known about my secret. I felt like I meant nothing to them. Like I was garbage that could be tossed around. About three weeks later, my real friend, that I've known for a long time, came up to me and said, "I don't think you're weird. Everyone has their secrets. I think you're cool." And ever since that day, I've re-gained friends and the hate started going away. I'm happy for my friends and the people who accept me. I never want to experience that ever again. I just want people to know that it DOES get better.