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Feels bad/feels good story

ID:6QR5TG2u No.13778818 View ViewReplyOriginalReport
here's a nice sad then glad then sad then glad story. Enjoy /b/

>be me
>be in 9th grade
>have like two or three nerdy kid friends
>sit at a new table one day with the cool 11th and 12th graders
>one is short black haired cutie
>9/10
>think about talking to her, cucks out
>one day makes funny meme of one of our mutual friends
>"oh my God that's so funny anon, gimme your snap so you can send me that"
>gives it to her, doesn't think about it
>girl texts me two hours later
>asks me if I wanted to go to a game with her
>fuckyes.jpg
>go to game with her
>she sits between my legs
>TLDR relationship crumbles
>family did research on her, turns out she's insane
>checks out
>teacher even says she is
>I use that as ammunition
>she flips and tells everyone I was a Terrible abusive boyfriend
>I spiral
>i try and date again
>girl thinks I'm sexually harassing her
>say sorry, and don't do it again
>someone tells me in spite that someone made an Instagram hate page against me
>checks out
>school stops the Instagram, but not the harassment towards me
>get labeled a pedophile and a rapist
>I was 14 and a virgin
>year goes on, 10th grade
>pretty depressed
>no friends
>people have started yelling pedophile or rapist at me in the middle of the hallway to get people to look at me
>when I try and defend myself they turn it on me and ask "why are you defending raping people"?
>can't continue, because it will just get worse
>stop talking to people
>the accusations still happen, I just don't respond anymore
>decide to go to a football game with my one friend
>go there, have fun, for an hour
>walk by the popular kids
>"OH MY GOD, ANON IS HERE, HEY ANON DIDNT YOU RAPE: XYZ"!?
>"YEAH YOU PEDOPHILE, WASNT SHE 13?"?!
>I'm still 14 at the time
>can't handle it, and leave crying
>I run into my room, and grab my hunting knife
>I block the door with heavy objects
>I put the blade to my neck, and debate slicing my throat