I remember this girl (we will call her T) back in 5th grade who HATED my guts. She was so jealous that even her friends and other classmates knew it.
-When we had those god awful assigned seats back in elementary school, I was forced to sit next to T....and she scooted her desk and chair away from mine in front of everyone. Teacher said and did nothing, and I sat there by myself completely ignored.
-I told the teacher that I was unable to attend class on a certain day, and T was all excited and muffled an excited "Yes!!" under her breathe, just loud enough for me to hear...
-I noticed my brand new Mulan notebook was missing from my desk. I went to the lost/found area after school and saw my notebook in a pile. When I opened it, it had the words "BITCH" written on all the pages.
All I did was come to class, get good grades, and went home. I didn't bother anybody. Me being the naiive and shy girl I was, I didn't understand why she didn't like me. It actually hurt my feelings.
Looking back, all I can do is laugh.