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Post by WAA ADMIN on Jan 15, 2011 18:40:41 GMT
 What a quaint little town this place is, huh? With all these close people who just love being friends! We have wonderful places to shop! I mean, c'mon, this place is perfect right? Don't we just have everything a nice person would need?
NOT.
That's how this place used to be, hm? All quaint and sweet with wonderful people. That was how it was when I was little. Not anymore, sweetie. I'll start with the parents. It seems as if the parents are the start of it, superficial and haven't grown out of their teenage stage? Atleast... the mothers anyway. They get into their little groups and gossip about the people they don't like, dragging their family's name through dirt. It's all about the money and the honey, right? You have to have a good man with a good job and then you'll wiggle your way into a group. The mothers usher their children to be friends with their friend's kids and well... the groups repeat themselves. Good thing Fathers stay out of it.
The teenagers are twice as bad, just because that's how teens are. Names that are dragged through mud are made sure to be buried, to stay like that for the rest of their lives. If you're not in a group you'll never be in a group. Not until ya get married, that is. Tough luck if you don't, sweetheart. Anyway, it all starts with the kids at young ages and progressively gets worse. Teasing is fun, bullying is amusing, that's just how it is. Most of the populars are the ones that do drugs and smoke, as well as going through boyfriends like they go through their parent's money. Me? Well I try and stay out of it all but it's hard. They seek you out, no one leaves high school unscathed. You'll have you fair share of adventures but I would suggest that you stay out of it all. After all, you want to stay alive don't you? Joining the populars is death. I suppose the only one's who don't think that are the populars themselves. |
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