Theres that part of me wants to forget.
Theres that part of me that needs to forget.
But every time I think about it,
I can't forget what happened to me.

It was in the third grade that we
had the coolest school dance.
I got all dressed up and ready to
go dance and hang with my "freinds."

The dance started at 7:00.
When I arrived I went to go
by my "freinds" and my mom
went by the other moms.

The first group of freinds I went up
to said "Go away." I felt hurt.

The second group said
"We don't want to dance with you."
I felt betrayed.

The third group said
"We dont want to dance with a
loser like you, go find someone else."

At this time I was feeling a lot of things.
Betrayed, heartbroken, hurt, sad, mad,
and torn.

I didn't want to dance by myself, and
look like a loner with no friends.

I remember running up to my mom
and crying my eyes out. I wanted
to leave. I couldn't stand it.

The sad thing was, I was only there
for 15 minutes, and I got pushed away.

My mom felt so bad for me, and was
very upset too.

This is a moment in my life that is
very personal and heartbreaking, and
I NEVER want to relive this
kind of torn feeling again!

So to all you kids out there
with similar experiences,
days will go by when you
will just have to be calm,
and stay strong, and try
to forget.

But as for me,
I try,
But I can never,
ever,
let go of what they did to me.