I have been bullied. I don’t care about their opinion though. It isn’t just people of colour who get harassed about their skin colour by whites. I have always had white skin. When I say white I mean alabaster porcelain skin. I got called Casper, mayo, all sorts of things. I just assumed they were jerks. Why do I want to talk to be around people who tell me during a snow storm I would be invisible because I am so white. Also got bullied due to my dyslexia. All the time nasty girls would make fun of me saying I can’t read and I am dumb. Something is broken in me that I don’t care. I know I can read I just mess up some times because of dyslexia. I just thought they were nasty cruel people and felt sorry for they. I kind of throw a wrench in their trying to be nasty when I don’t care and wonder what happened to them to make them so cruel. Is it nature or nurture? Also how on earth do they have friends?