Did you have a rival at school?
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i've had so many 'enemies' in life i cant pick which one to choose! when your finding out who you are, you're very vulnerable to what people think of you. growing up is tough, i wouldnt want to be a teenager again, it was a hard time. i made a lot of enemies when i was younger by being hot-headed, shy and clever (at the top of my class) all at the same time! everyone's just confused at this time and havent learnt yet how to accept each other for who they are.
285242
about a year ago in school..... I was messing around with a couple of friends and it got crazy so i got chased around the halls. i was alot faster and the halls were very crowded but i can dodge people as im running. i had a good distance between me and my friends and for a second i looked back while i was running and BAM i tackled a girl, she went flying about 8 feet  skidding across the floor. i was in complete shock and people were looking at me. man that was horrible but there were no hard feelings
847231
I was in elementary school and one day during recess a group of boys who I thought were my friends decided to spit on me all at once.............my jacket and pants were completely covered. I had to go to the washroom inside the school to clean up. My best friend followed me to see if I was ok but he was one of spitters. I was 10 or 11 at the time.\nI still think about that moment.
361984
It was when I went to school.
252080
Yes, I do.\nI used to have a friend who was very dear to me. She was my first friend, and was my best friend.\nWe shared everything in common - our mindsets, our thoughts, our interests, our future - we even planned to live together as 'bachelorettes', independant and free from the trappings of society, and just live our lives happily as best friends.\nTogether, we thought we could 'take over the world'. Her dad hated me. Most adults did when I was younger. They thought I was a rebellious punk - we studied at an elite school and there it just wasn't accepted if you didn't exactly conform - the worse thing was, I wasn't even that different, I dressed like any other student, geeky with specs - I just thought differently.\nAnd that difference costed me my best friend. Her father wanted her to be a doctor, lawyer - whatever that earn her lots of money.\nWe wanted to help design video games - it was something we used to create a fantasy world from our dreary lives and sort of like a 'beacon of light' for us. :)\nWell...we were really close the first two years we met because we were in the same class. \n\nOne day, we were having remedial class, and instead of studying what we already knew the teacher was going to teach, I suggested we go to our sister school (A prestigous High School most from the school we were at aimed to score into) to study because of the good atmosphere.\nAbout an hour later, some of our friends came walking past us, and one of them spotted us sitting by the pavilion poring through our books.\nThey were like, "Oh, We just saw your Dad at the school!" \nMy best friend was really scared. She's terribly afraid of her dad. He can get pretty violent and abusive with her. But frankly speaking, she never actually told me he hit her - mostly verbal abuse. It's not exactly considered "child abuse" there, most officials would just close an eye because her dad was a rich, influential man.\nWe went over and he assumed I was the one who "led" his daughter "astray" despite the fact that we told him and even showed him the half-completed notes we were going through.\nHe yelled at me and forbade me to see his daughter again.\n\nShe later went on to a different secondary school, we keep in contact through letters, 'secret' meetings (because her dad forbade her to meet me.) to play video games and view each other's drawings (we both love art!).\nLater, as our ideals started to differ, she started to fall under her father's pressure and started to think that it was okay to just give up her dreams to live her father's dreams.\nI tried to talk sense into her, but she had become so scared of her father, nothing would work.\n\nWe argued. I was going through heavy family problems and not to mention the final semester exams of my high school was coming up at the time, and over the phone one day I cried to her. That was the first time she had ever heard me, the strong one, cry. I was always her emotional support.\nThat time, she fell silent.\nI received an email a week later, she wrote some really hurting, harsh words to me, scorning me. I cried again, reading it, she really hurt my feelings.\nIt seemed like under her father's mental abuse, she broke, she changed, and when the time came for her to lend her strength to me and a shoulder to lean on, she had given up and even scorned me verbally.\nI was hurt beyond repease.\n\nI have always missed her because we shared our dreams and our cloistered lives together living in each her own family with somewhat similar, but such different problems.\nAnd further more, she was the one I confided in so much. We could almost "read" each other's thoughts half the time.\nIt never became the same after that fateful day. We did come back several times, but we were both so changed, so distant, so cautious of one another - she had given up completely and transformed into a bitter, sad
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Not a boss, exactly, but that happened to me in school with a teacher. I said something about her that I don't care to repeat in polite company. :) As I was describing, in colorful detail, what a raging b*tch this woman was, I couldn't help noticing the horrified expressions on my friends' faces. Then I turned around and saw her standing right behind me. She'd heard every word of it. Then she began openly laughing at me, mocking me, and on top of it all, correcting my English. Man, was I embarrassed. But she seemed to react to my comments with good humor, and I later came to like and respect her.
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man...i don't know,im in the same school,same level and almost same class < l\n                    < l
215060
No that's called a Rival. But that can also form a strong bond that can sometime develope into friendship.
690378
NO IN COMPETION WITH YOUR FRIEND
848893
Did he or his son go to benfield school?\nIf it's the one i'm thinking of I can help.
802856
I went to the worst middle school in Woodbridge . My fear was of getting beat up or something like that. Or Being asked to smoke or having no friends.But all of that ,people saying that the school was so bad was just because there were a lot of spanish and black kids there. It wasn't that bad i made a lot of good friends no one jumped me, i didn't get asked to have a smoke or any thing bad.  But in high school was, just having to not see my friends as much .You know what people say, that your closest  friend in middle school will be your worst enemy in high school. i was scared that i would get into a big fight over nothing and have our friendship come to pieces. But it didn't happen .... I'm still friends with my best friend.
894334
Not lately.\n\nI did ruin a college & scholorship chances for the girl that was "my bully" for three years of highschool. It was hell!  So is payback!\n\nStupid girl! Smart one, just dumb to pick on me!  I worked and volunteered in all the school offices and major organizations that gave scholarships. I changed her final grades and she did not get approved at all her colleges of choice and lost her scholorships. \n\nI did however make sure that every Army, Navy and Air force recuiter, had all her personal information and the fact she was 18 prior to graduation.  Oh, did  I mention, I said SHE was a boy!\n\nHer diploma from High School was misspelled and no one caught it until the Superindentant {who never knows any of the students names] "read" her name out loud on the day we walked.  Jennifer Imaslutnoski.   I almost wet myself laughing. It was worth it!  OH WELL>\n\nSince then, I have never done an horrible thing like that. Really :)
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one day i was walking in the cafeteria where everyone from my school was.my crush was sitting up front and just as i was walking past  i ran into the lunch ladie which had a tray of pudding in her hands and it spilled all over me !talk about embarresseing everyone called me drippy.pllz i need 10 pionts!
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This one is for my daughter-- She's seven\nThis girl at school is always picking on her and she just takes it.\nThe mean girl has a crush on the cutest boy in class.  As the mean girl was tormenting my daughter the boy came up and threw a mud pie in the mean girls face and told her to shut up.  Everyone laughed at the mean girl. Now my daughter knows that other people don't agree with the mean girl and she stands up for herself.  Kids can be so cruel.
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i am but i suck lol.  well i am just in High School in maryland. i did well because i was able to win fith place in a competion when i only learn how to swin this year
78518
yes actualy i have.i dont go to your school though
907560
I think it is called rivalry.