My story began when I was little.. I was very shy so i didn't have very many friends. When I got into high school I decided to become a cheerleader which helped with my shyness but also put me in situations i wasn't comfortable with. For example all the drama I did my best to stay away from it. My junior year of high school my Poppop (Grandpa) past away.. The day he past away i was getting constantly bullied my a fellow cheerleader, she called me the devil, a brat and a b****. I did my best to keep the other cheerleaders away from my personal life with family and such. So they had no clue what i was going through. My grandpa was my best friend and always will be. Anyways i never confronted this girl and eventually it passed but it still hurt my feelings. Everyone at my school right off the bat wont like me because they think I'm mean and I'm not. No one like's to take the time to get to know another person. So then rumors start about things that definetly aren't true. And even if you think you're close to someone they will stab you in the back and talk badly about you and wont even care on how you feel. This past year has been the hardest year of my life... I have been bullied so much this year an people say things about me that aren't true. I have major anxiety so i really never want to do anything. I have a jaw problem caused by stress. And a lot of people that i thought i was close to turned on me and did me wrong. And i know haven't deserved anything bad that has happened. Im just trying to stay positive. ( This isnt my whole story and I'm sorry if it doesn't make complete sense.)