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Does needed to cry count? I guess I could scream...it might help...
Today at school we had to do a block run in gym. (A timed run, for a certain distance...around the school, basically.) So, we start running, and then a group of girls (10-14) decided to cut (you know, so teh run's shorter.) They got a really good time, and all went inside. Then me 'n' one of my close friends came in, and then a bit later our other friends. The teacher said our times were really good, and today's times were all good. Alicia (my friend) was like "I wonder why." The teacher asked us if anyone skipped, and me and Alicia ended up saying yeah, some people skipped. We said no names, just that some did. Later the teacher asked the class to step forward if the cut, and a bunch did. They got in trouble, etc., the works. They all said I told the teacher who cut, names and all, and they're MAD. A couple asked if it was me who told her who, and I said no. I didn't! I just said some skipped! They were talking in the change room, and sayign how Alicia was too nice to tell, it had to be me. (Yeah, I'm not the most popular. Never have been, one of those things. These things seem to happen every once in awhile.) Then they started sayign how awful I was, etc., and that they were gonna make my life 'A living hell.' In their words. Then a couple walked by after school, talking about me (so I could hear), and a whoel bunch walked by and called me names, and all sorts of things. I mean...yeah, I feel kinda like crying now. It's not fair! I didn't even tell! I didn't! And, I mean, why does everyoen hate me so much? Am I so easy to hate? Am I such a mean person?
Sorry for my horrible typing skills. Blurry eyes, you see. Thanx for listenning.
That's what we, as heroes, do. We live as if the world were like it should be, to show the world what it could be.