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Because of a severe peanut allergy, I was always restricted to a single/two tables during lunch at school. And from fourth through sixth grade, a boy who I knew hated me with a passion because of my odd personality (not going to lie, I'm a bit of a spaz, yet very intelligent) brought all of his friends over to the table to keep me at one of the corners so I couldn't talk to anyone (not even the only other person required to sit at the table, another peanut allergen)... Near the end of sixth grade was when I finally applied for an approval by my doctor to be allowed to sit anywhere. And now, in my senior year of highschool I can't help but feel sorry for that kid, he's gone through rehab, he does nothing but smoke weed and play Call of Duty, and he's been expelled from our school for 2 whole semesters... It's sad to see a life go to such a waste, as much hate has I had for him, now I only feel bad for him.

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