Did you even know me? Why I acted the way I did... dressed how I did? No, didn't think so.

Did you realize I was beaten at home? That she didn't want me to have nice clothes? That I was, and still am, so socially awkward because of my abuse? I didn't think so.

Yet you bullied me, made fun of me, pushed me around, called me names... Did you ever stop to think maybe there is something wrong? No.

There were reasons you witches why I wore clothes with holes, why I didn't know how to talk to people well, why I was shy, why I preferred animals and art to people... but you are too self-righteous and stuck up to stop and think of it. Know what, "Forget You" witches, hope your future is bleak until you learn to be observant & kind.

Perhaps if we meet in the future you will see a difference in what being away from an abusive bio mother has done... and if not I'm strong enough to stand up and kick your tail now. I'm done with the "Manure"... I am still socially awkward but I will no longer lay down.

To the scum I grew up & went to school with...