forest angel

Yesterday I found the videos from my first day at school. And it's not even the nostalgia that made me cry. The fact that this little girl is so sweet and thoughtful and but had to go through such sadness and even had the worst experiences ahead of her. Her kindness was not something anyone cared for, in fact it made her an easy target for bullies with hatred in her heart. Until I was 12 years old, I didn't even understand that people could be mean to you because they want to. I would think: "Oh they must have misunderstood me so I have to try my best to be nice to them so they see that I have no bad intentions!" I was just so naive. And I let people treat me badly just because I didn't understand them. I look at her and sob, how can anyone look at this sensitive girl and abuse her, make her feel worthless to this day, make her write depressing diary entries at the age of 10 where everyone else was only having fun. There are no words that can accurately describe how heartbroken I am. For her, for me.