Karma
This is a story I have never fully told anyone anywhere, I guess its something that I try to forget about, but occasionally it rises to the surface.

Many many years ago when I was but a young monkey, I had a really close knit group of friends, one guy Greg had been my best friend ever since we were at primary, and our birthdays were three days apart, we were more like brothers.Then over the years at secondary school we'd aquired a couple of other friends, Stu and Ian, where by the time we hit the sixth form we were as thick as theives, round at each others houses at the weekend generally drinking, going on bike rides, and all the other crazy things you do when your 17.

At this point to cut to the chase I started seeing a girl called Stacy who was a tad younger than me, suddenly my friends Stu & Ian were seeing her friends. Greg had already got himself sorted with the lovely Cate and they were one of those sick makingly cute annoying couples. Anyway me and Stacy got on Ok, she was my first proper proper girlfriend and everything was all roses.

Til after 4 weeks she phoned me up and dumped me, with no reason, one week before Christmas. Fine, I tried to carry on as normal,and was supported by Greg and Cate, and Cate's mate Tee who I'd been close friends with for years.

Then however Stu and Ian instead of supporting me, their mate whi'd they'd known for 6 years, they started bullying me, teasing, spreading rumours around school and generally throwing me to the wolves, as I wasn't one of the cool kids I didn't have a huge group of friends, and going in every day knowing that there were maybe 4 people you could trust in a sixth form full of 200 was quite hard.

So in the final months of my A levels when I should have been revising, instead my Gran died, and my so called friends had made me a pariah, an outcast. As a result I lost wieght, started drinking and instead of revising spent all my spare time at work where the people there at least liked me.

Culmination of this campaign was one night at a party where they spiked my drink to get me drunk and shave my eyebrows off. They never got me because Cate and Greg gave me the heads up, and because stupidly I thought something was going to happen, and was carrying a penknife just in case, a fact that still scares me to this day, and yes I know how stupid I was, but I had been pushed into a corner and wasn;t thinking.What was worse was that it was Tee who spiked my drink.

I failed my A levels, but managed to escape somewhere through clearing.

Meanwhile Stu and Ian had been dumped by their girlfriends, Tee had been forced to give up her job and adopt her younger sisters baby when he was born, and bring him up as her own. Stu like the bastard he was managed to steal Cate off Greg, get her pregnant then as soon as the baby was born he did one, as and as far as I know to this day he's never contributed anything to their well being, oh yeah he was heavily in debt and got in with a bad crowd, so if he survived from oweing the money to the bad people he borrowed from then I don't know what he's doing, cos no-ones heard from him for 10 years.

Tee is now an embittered drunk, who phoned me up many years ago when I was in the death throes of a relationship and admitted she'd always fancied me and that she wanted to go out with me, so we did for a while, and then she got her gay best friend to call me and say she didn't want to see me any more, so she's clearly never grown up from the sixth form.

Greg went to uni and did very well for himself, whilst Ian and I occasionally communicate via facebook.

I however took many many years to learn how to trust people again, but am now happy with a degree, a nice house, reasonable job, and some of the strongest and best friends anyone could have, and I know this time that these guys will be here for me.

Maybe my good friends now are Karmas way of aologising for the shit ones I had who made my last days at school a living hell. I only wish that then I'd been more like I am now, but I guess its those experiences which make us.

Apologies for length...pah who am I kidding, i don't apologise for length, just thats its never happened to me before this quickly.....
(Lord Monkey of Yorkshire,OBE killed a gipsy on...., Sun 24 Feb 2008, 18:39, 6 replies)

Another positive outcome....
Any bastards on this site should be shitting it by now.

Glad you got through it : )
( girlinthehole, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 19:06, closed)

im sure its a lovely story
but therse no bastard paragraphs and looking at it hurts my eyes
(midnight rapist tocajamón, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 20:04, closed)

paragraphs
Geez.
Use paragraphs mate.
(andycrass loves two hats on, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 21:54, closed)

Apart from paragraphs
I feel for you.
Why do those who need friends at 6th form not get them? I was in a similar situation to you and I know how hard it is.
Am glad you've made a new life for yourself though :)
(Evilweevil is covered in bees, Sun 24 Feb 2008, 22:28, closed)

paragraphs...
that better?
(Lord Monkey of Yorkshire,OBE killed a gipsy on...., Sun 24 Feb 2008, 22:30, closed)

glad you have better friends now
but I really liked the last line the best......and don't worry, it happens to all guys...you just got really excited.
( flirting with badgers What? It sounded good at the time., Tue 26 Feb 2008, 3:14, closed)