deena xevex There was this beautiful freckled red head girl in junior high school who was different, one lunch she danced to music through her Walkman while everyone jeered and threw things at her, i felt so bad watching the tears begin to fall down her cheeks. It was a horrific moment, so stark, i will never forget it. ...and no i didn't throw anything at her or jeer, I knew better, in fact later that day I tried to be nice to her as she sat pouting on the back side of a locker, but the way she looked up at me, her eyes so filled with hatred i might as well have been guilty...I'm still sorry Deena. 071013 what's it to you? who go blather from