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	<title>Feel the Beat! &#187; bullied</title>
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		<title>Hurt..</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Have you ever been hurt so much to the point where you just can&#8217;t take it? Become so overwhelmed that you can&#8217;t hold it in anymore? I have, and not just once. And the worst part of it all is, it continues even through all the tears I&#8217;ve cried or all the words I&#8217;ve yelled. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#b14e73">Have you ever been hurt so much to the point where you just can&#8217;t take it? Become so overwhelmed that you can&#8217;t hold it in anymore? I have, and not just once. And the worst part of it all is, it continues even through all the tears I&#8217;ve cried or all the words I&#8217;ve yelled. I know that not everyone is going to like someone else, I mean, not even I like everyone that I know. But what I don&#8217;t get is why I have to be the target of all the humiliation. If I don&#8217;t like someone, I don&#8217;t try to make their lives miserable; I just treat them like any other person that I don&#8217;t know that well. But instead, I am ignored, interrupted, bothered, and treated like garbage. I have great friends that always support me, but those couple of people that make me feel horrible can really ruin my day. It&#8217;s not like I come home every day and bawl my eyes and feel sorry for myself, but after trying my hardest to ignore it, and after a certain period of time with no change, it really gets to me, and it hurts. And it&#8217;s hardest when those people are always around me. My grade is quite small, and these people just happen to have friends that are my friends too. It&#8217;s kind of hard to avoid a bad situation with them when I want to be with my friends, because no matter what, it ALWAYS seems like they are there too.</font><font color="#b14e73">When I talk to these people about how they make me feel, it seems like maybe it won&#8217;t be as bad after, but things just seem to get worse. I try my hardest not to be mean to them, and I even ask them what it is about me that makes them dislike me. The funny part is they can never come out with a reasonable answer that makes sense. Sometimes they&#8217;re even just like, &#8220;I don&#8217;t know why I don&#8217;t like you,&#8221; which makes me wonder, then why do they have a problem with me? Sometimes they give me reasons, but then I tell them, &#8220;Who isn&#8217;t like that, and it&#8217;s not like YOU aren&#8217;t like that either.&#8221; In the end, nothing ever gets resolved and everything goes back to normal, which is the constant tormenting and bothering.</font><font color="#b14e73">By now I&#8217;ve learned to not be so affected by it. Before, it was terrible. Before, I felt so bad all the time, because I was letting it get to me way too much. Now, though, I&#8217;ve gotten stronger and I deal with it so much better than I used to. I know now that those people don&#8217;t matter, because if they aren&#8217;t going to treat me the way I deserve to be treated, then they don&#8217;t deserve my attention. It&#8217;s not like I&#8217;ll retaliate and do the same to them, because that would make me a hypocrite, but I don&#8217;t think I will ever be able to be friends with these people. And unless some miracle happens, they aren&#8217;t going to want to be friends with me ever either. But for now I&#8217;ll keep living my life and hope that maybe things could change, even the slightest.</font><font color="#b14e73">Feel the Beat! <img src='http://nat194.edublogs.org/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </font></p>
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