I hate middle school already.

There were these girls I was rude to in fifth grade named Sadie and Molly (I will bring Molly up more later). Sadie is the most annoying hypocrite ever. We would get into fights all the time over the smallest things, and she would always say, 'Maybe we shouldn't be friends anymore.' I had to talk her out of it every single day. After around three months, I got really annoyed and started being rude to her and other people. I also started ignoring Molly.At the beginning of sixth grade, I told Molly and Sadie I was truly sorry for being a jerk and wanted to start over. Molly said she forgave me, and we started hanging out again, though I don't really believe she actually forgave me. Because Sadie is such a hypocrite, she told everyone, including Molly, to stay far away from me.Molly and I would secretly talk to each other when Sadie wasn't looking. When Molly got caught, Sadie would guilt-trip her and get furious. It took half the year for the teachers to realize what was going on because Molly and I were afraid Sadie would spread rumors, or that the teachers would think we were overreacting. Soon, the Sadie drama died down, but Molly randomly started reminding me about how much of a jerk I was to her in fifth grade. She makes fun of me by calling me ugly, mocking my interests as 'cringe,' and insulting the way I talk. I have told her to stop multiple times, but she still won't. She is giving me lower self-esteem than Sadie ever did. I feel like I have to change my interests, personality, and looks just so she won't make fun of me.

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