Dear 5 year old kid who said “Ewwwww you have poo-poo hair” at that water park,
I’m not certain what your problem was, however, no. My hair is not gross. I have fantastic hair. Maybe it does not look good when it’s wet, but I’m SO SORRY ABOUT THAT, it’s a water park, it’s going to get wet.
I know you weren’t talking about any other hair other than my hair on my head, because I definitely shaved. I don’t know where your mother or father was, but man, if they were there, you would have had it.
But as it is, they were not. And no, I cannot flip off a 5-year-old, as much as I wish that I could, I cannot.
It’s just, I’ve been picked on by so many people about various aspects about myself. I’ve been made fun of my “buck teeth” by my peers and was even taken out of class and told to shower more by a nun in the second grade. But honestly, what second grader wants to shower every day? But ever since then I’ve had to take a shower every day, at least once a day. And even since I had braces, I’m self-conscious about my smile.
So yeah. If that was your point, to make me self conscious, well yeah. you succeeded. But I’m already self-conscious as it is. And I love my hair. So what if it’s brown? It may be “poo colored” but it definitely does not stink like the stench of your already rotting soul.
But let’s be honest. You’re just another bully I have to encounter. A five-year-old bully that apparently doesn’t know ANY manners.
But maybe, I’ll put my 10-year-old rule into effect, that is. When a boy under 10 tells you something mean, he likes you.
But I can’t even convince myself about that.
Yeah, I know you can’t read, and I know that you will never read this, but I hate people who are mean for no reason. It’s terrible, and pointless.
And even though “hate” is a strong word and I use it very rarely, yes, I hate you, poo-boy.
You have no reason to be mean to me.
And even though I couldn’t stand up to you at the time, be assured that I know that jerks like you don’t get far in life.
Fuck you, you stupid 5-year old.