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They All Hate Me
“You have received a 2 out of 5 star rating.” “Your article has 0 comments.” The cold words are flat on the screen. I sigh and lean backward onto the hard wood of the study hall bleachers.
I’m a loser, eh? I think as I silently glare at all the students whose hate for me floats invisible over all our heads. I especially glare at the girl five feet to my right who is flirting with the guy I love. He’s flirting right back, too. He hates me. He hates my friends.
They all hate me. That girl who tells me how ugly I am in the locker room. That girl who rolls her eyes at all the right answers I feed her in algebra. That girl who used to be friends with me, but abandoned me when she realized how nerdy I was. Those students; they all hate me. My friends are merely backup; the kindest girls in the school who thought they might do me a charitable favor, but all secretly hate me.
They all hate me. Even when I escaped into writing, the thing I love, and was brave enough to share it online, no one sees it. I thought I had a talent: me, the ugly nerdy useless girl- but I thought I had something. The ugly, nerdy, useless girl who was talented at writing? No. Much, much more talented writers ignore the novel I’ve worked so hard on; the novel I’ve spent hours on, the novel I’ve grown to love. If they don’t ignore it, they do a charitable service to give it a sadly truthful and truthfully low rating, or mumble a ‘Cool’ or ‘Nice’.
And yet I still sit up at nights, music deemed uncool blasting from my speakers, hunched over my laptop, battling my antagonists and cheering on my main characters. Sometimes I know that they all hate me; I know I’m all alone. I picture the world on my shoulders- and then I picture myself lifting it into the air. All those standing below me, those who hated me, staring as they drop their own tiny loads. I am not alone. So my classmates hate me, so my crush hates me, so the entire online writing community hates me. I have my characters. And they will help me lift the world.
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Great piece. Again - like in the other things I've read by you - there's a lot of powerful, compacted emotion in your writing; it's a great strength.
I know how yo feel about the "entire online writing community" hating you; there are so many people on TeenInk that it's really hard to get noticed, and what does get noticed isn't usually the best out there (just saying. not trying to offend anyone). For example, this article - which you say you wrote quickly, maybe without polish - is already better than most of the articles I've read from the "best rated/most commented/recently published" sections. Keep at it! Talent like yours is sure to get noticed eventually :-)
this is nice and cool...
jp. i really like it, i feel the same way alot also. just rember in 10 years you'lll have a high paying job and a great wrighting gig the will be stuck asking "would you like fryes with that'
ps. rember that dr.suse got turned down 52 (ish) times befor anyone would publish one of his boks, and look how famouse he got and the grl who wrote harry potter waited 10 years or so befor the very first book was published and she at leat a million air so keep it up nd everything wi turn out in the end if you just stay on track