Short Story: I Want To Be The Popular Girl

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All my life I wanted to be the “popular girl.” I wanted everyone to like me and be my BFF. I tried to do everything to fit in from clubbing every night to drinking and etc. As a child, I was the little quiet, sweet, nice and happiest person around. I never disrespected anyone, young or old. Because I was so quiet, I got bullied. People started rumors about me that I never knew existed. My name was put in so much drama and the people who confronted me about the drama didn’t believe me when I said I had nothing to do with it. People use to pick on me every day, because I never defended myself. I realized that I don’t have any “friends.” “Fake friends; those who only drill holes under your boat to get it leaking; those who discredit your ambitions and those who pretend they love you, but behind their backs they know they are in to destroy your legacies.” ― Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream At one point in life, I actually though I had friends. Let me introduce Mya. She is my cousins’ …show more content…

I met a guy name Jordan and we connected instantly. So I called Kaylie, because she still had the key, and I told her Dee, James son, and I was coming to get my key so I can get some things from the house. She told me to pick her up and she is going to go over there with me. I didn’t think anything of it at the time until she got in the truck. As soon as she got in the truck and closed the door, the first thing came out her mouth wasn’t “Hi’ or “How ya’ll doing”, it was “Dee where your dad at I need to talk to him.” Im lost for words looking like a chicken with her head cut off. Why didn’t she ask me instead of him? No better yet, why is she asking about him PERIOD!! So I asked her why she wanted to talk to him. You are my “friend” why you need to talk to someone you know I’m conversing with. She gone say,” I need to talk to him because he told me I could stay in his house.” My heart

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