Hey ya'll! Oomaloo here from story 454 ish. I can't remember! Things might make more sense if you read that story first, Kk? Kk.

Well, this whole new mess kinda started with that mess, in a way. After the incident from 6th grade, I became a totally new person: No more meek little girl here. Out bloomed a ferocious Tiger. A Tiger that hates people, apparently. Almost everyone gets on my nerves.

Well, I became really snappy with my friends, lashing out at the slightest inconvenience. They hated it, but this new girl was here to say. This lead to fights with my very insecure friend (Same girl from my first story.) in which she would smack me, yell at me, call me names, and then run crying to her friends when I blew up. It really hurt me emotionally - I became shunned by my friends and fell into a depression because I was no longer a worthy soul for them. I was little better then shit to them.

This is when I began reaching out for new friends. Easily enough, I found three amazing friends. Will call these guys L, C, and J. Friend C was just what I needed. He helped me deal with the different bullies I had to deal with on a daily bases. Don't run from the bullying, just kick its sorry ass. We got kinda close after that.

I created close friendships that will last for a good long while. I feel brave, and beautiful. I feel confident, like I could conquer the world. And I like it. Maybe these three aren't my best friends ever, but they help me in ways that they don't understand. Maybe we will grow closer with time.

I am suffering fits of anxiety but overall, I have learned to kick the ass of bullying, and I know how to stand up for myself.

Don't run from the bullying. Get help, but take C's advice: Kick it in its sorry ass!

Lots of Love,

Oomaloo

Kick bullying in the butt! That's the best thing to do. Before I became a Tiger, I tried to run from the bullies, but I was always scared and sketchy and jist miserable. As Tiger, I can stand up for myself and feel confident. It's wonderful.