Some people think that school is fun, and that you get to hang out with your friends is awesome, but what if you have only three friends, and what if you're the one getting made fun of because you aren't like the rest?  Some people think that i should toughen up, but they don't know what it's like to be me.  I feel like the world's scapegoat.  I'm in scouts, and the guys in my troop think its funny to kick me in the ass and put me down.  Some people thin k that verbal abuse is not as bat as you think, but they brobably aren't being verbally abused.  It's hard to talk about this without crying from my point of view, (my keyboard wet with tears as i type this) but someone needs to speak up about it.  Sure, I do that, but only with my friends, and they know that it's only a joke, but other people do that as a joke to everyone else, but they don't know that its a joke.  You might think that it's fun, or it makes you cooler, but if the price of popularity is hurting others, it's not worth it.  I would give anything to be popular, but not if it meant hurting others.  My girlfriend broke up with me about a month ago, and everyone kept saying that she was imaginary.  One particular student in my math class was the worst.  She said a week after i broke up with Cindy "What, did you break up with another one of your imaginary girlfriends?" just because i was a little moody that day.  I caused a huge scene in the class.  No one will leave me alone about the fact that i cried in school.  I can't believe that we are taught to bottle up our emotions and let them explode out when we can't take much more. Some might say that verbal abuse is just words, or you parents not understanding the problem (they hardly ever do) might say to think "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me" but they're wrong  words hurt more than physical injury, because you can recover from physical injury.  You can't heal mental scars, and they hurt worse than anything you can experience.  Many people say that they would commit suicide if they went through this, but i wouldn't be able to, it's just too final.  It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem.  Just because someone's different, or is smaller or weaker than you doesn't mean that you should pick on them for it.  No one knows what it's like to be me.  and before you say you do, just know that i've been a social outcast since kindergarten.  I wish i just had someone to hold and tell my troubles to.  At school, i'm always happy and take tha abuse with a smile, but on the inside, i'm a nervous wreck.  Everyone makes me feel like i'm not wanted.  No one can ever repair mental scars, so the best medicines for it are never taunting them in the first place.  I just wish someone could understand how i feel.

If you've read the whole thing, thanks for listening to me.