The beginning

It all started the first day of middle school. I went to class and there was only a few students. After sometime more students start coming in. Time went on and we soon became friends. We didn't know it at first but the journey ahead wasn't gonna be easy for us. My name is Penelope Rose named after my grandmother. I was part of a group of friends and they were the best friends I could've ask for. We shared everything or at least we think we did. You know the typical group of friends. There is always one that thought she was the leader but trust me she wasn't. I'm a nice person so I tend to get bullied a lot from her and others. They just really know it, they think they are messing with me for fun. Deep down I'm hurting but does it really matter, I don't really know.