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I Hate People Who Hate People That Hate People

When I was young, kids picked on me. Oh, yes, you say, all kids do that.

Not in MY neck of the woods! Kids made fun of my looks, my shyness, my school clothes (they were out of style hand-me-downs by seven years), and my last name. Teachers never got the last name right, always adding an "n" where it wasn't needed,or an extra "r" or leave out an "a". I was called, "Gooseyburger" and much worse by the students.

It was a bit easier in high school. But I STILL got called "Hamster" by this once fool in freshman study hall. I had a haircut over spring vacation. I came back to class, and before I was in the room, this guy pipes up, "Hamster! Did you shave your fur for the winter?"

I don't know if this sort of teasing was meant to be mean or not. I laughed with him and the rest of the kids, but it HURTS nonetheless. I got the name when I was "born into it". I guess I should remember about the girl who was named "Fairy Ellen Snow" when she was born.Her bills, she said, came as "Ellen" because people think she is crazy when she applies for anything.

 
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