Were some of the

POPULAR GIRLS OF HER COLLEGE PUSHED HER IN A PUDDLE OF MUD & LAUGHED. WHAT FOLLOWED LEFT THEM SPEECHLESS. My teenage years were some of the worst times of my life.

I wasn’t popular, and all the other kids knew it.

The popular girls especially thought to pick on me because they knew no one would care about me or what they did. So this one time in grade 8 I was walking home, and some of the popular girls came up to me and pushed me into a puddle and told me to go have s*x with my “boyfriend. “And this girl says, “wait, guys!

She doesn’t even have one.” And then they all laughed in the meanest way possible until the most popular guy in school came up to me, helped me out of the puddle, and said, “Wait! Did we break up? I sure hope not.” And then he kissed me and I had no clue what he was doing, but yeah. We just got married.

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