Middle school drama is everywhere, just like oxygen to breathe, you can never get away from it no matter what. Going back to middle school was the last thing I wanted to do, but my parents were on my tail. I just thought about high school and how I wish I was there instead of in this prison. I would like to move on to bigger and better things in high school. Luckily, this was my last semester, then I would be released, leaving everything in the past. I was hoping to get through this hell without a hitch, but I must have brought myself bad luck. Some of the mistakes I make I can simply brush off, but this critical mistake could cost me my future. To this day I can still remember everything that happened. I've always wondered, "Why did I forward that message?" The frost, the only thing I saw from my bedroom window, kept me focused on my homework. The temperature dropped so rapidly that it dropped twenty-five degrees in an hour. The freezing temperatures plummeted to minus fifteen when it all ended. Sunday evenings are for procrastinators to do their homework and, surprisingly, one is me. Suddenly cell phone vibrations filled the room, it was coming from one of my classmates. The image message downloaded for a few minutes and read: "If you think this girl is a ****, a s*** and a bitch, forward it." I sat there in a moment of silence, while the mice ran up and down the walls. Being a middle school student, it didn't take me long. You don't think about your future, you think about the present moment. The message was referring to one of my ex-friends, so I forwarded it to myself without thinking twice. Making that decision shocked me about what awaited me at school the next day. Stumbling into school the next day didn't make my day become... middle of paper... life. From that day forward he would learn to treat any girl with respect. Big, thin, emo, homosexual or whatever their type, I would still treat them as equal to anyone else. I would never call them bad names, even if they were the biggest bitches ever. Calling girls nicknames won't get you very far in life. Girls remember everything you say to them or call them. It's very different if you call a guy a bad name because you might just hit him or just laugh about it. Usually, if a girl says something negative about me, I stop and keep walking. I put a smile on my face like it doesn't even hurt, that always makes them angrier. I also don't want to be known as the biggest asshole ever. So I treat girls with more respect than anyone else. The experience I had in elementary school will stay with me forever and I will pass it on to generations to come.