Children are horrid.

There used to be a girl in my Junior school called Leanne Stent. She was a skinny runt, huge wonky yellow teeth, unbrushed mousy sticky hair, filthy pink coat, ankle biters and a horrible husky voice. To top it all off, she was a "foster kid". No one in my class ever got to know the real Leanne. We all absorbed her appearance and disliked her for it. Not only was her life made hell by bullying, people in my school had to take it one step further. If Leanne Stent, her brother, or sister ever touched you, you would go "STENT DISEASE!" and then touch someone closest to you, as if you were spreading some disgusting germ from your body. Not only had you shouted out to everyone that you had "stent disease", they would all run away from your grasp as if it were real. If you managed to pass it on before you 'died' or whatever, you would touch the top of your arm and go "INJECTION INJECTION NO INFECTION".

We bullied that girl horrid. She ended up moving schools and no one has ever seen her since. I still see her Mum though, trying to sell crack outside The Post Office in Stratton. 

When you think about it, kids are absolute horrible sods. They don't realise when they are mentally hurting someone, or even ruining their lives. They just bask in their huge fringes, collect their happy meal toys and flip their rubbers of truth. 

I love college.

xo,