history: Kids will be kids, but I'm still ashamed when I think of how I treated one girl in sixth grade. I learned then that peer pressure doesn't often support your being your best self. I can still look back with shame at the way I treated a girl in sixth grade. I wasn't as bad as others_comma_ but that doesn't make me feel any better. Where you not secure in your self? Well_comma_ like a lot of 6th graders I was aware of *not* wanting to be an outcast for any reason. And unfortunately_comma_ she was. As an adult of course_comma_ my heart squeezes for *all* the kids we were! You can track her down to say sorry_comma_ or would that be creepy?
current: Unfortunately, she died. I only found out when Facebook first came out, and her brother and I "friended" one another.
next: Wow, so your going to take being a bad person to the grave. Maybe you'll see her in the next life?