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Wednesday, 18 October 2017

SHORT STORY #20: Haters Will Hate, Fakers Will Fake

This was also written when I was 13, for a writing competition. Another rather cliche story, but with a very, very important lesson. I hope you like it! 
(Someone suggested I don't edit the story, so that I can see how I wrote when I was younger, and how I was as an individual then. So other than some little punctuation errors, I didn't touch this!) 
#20: Haters Will Hate, Fakers Will Fake
It was dawn. I stretched my body sleepily, and let out a big yawn. Another boring Monday, I thought.
I dragged myself to school. I walked into the class and sat at my table. I took out my books and started studying for my UPSR (The Primary School Evaluation Test) exam. It was just two weeks away, and I wanted to do some last minute preparations. “Wow Clara, how absolutely hardworking you are!” said Isabelle. Some compliment indeed. Her two friends, Emma and Sophia snickered.   
Almost the whole class hates and avoids me. They hate me for lots of reasons. They look down on me because I’m very hardworking and I like to bury my head in books. The girls, they are the kind of people who always go out together and have lots of parties. They also have Facebook and they even have their own hand phones. So, they think I’m too studious and not their type. They also say I’m dirty.
Lots of times, when I walk into the classroom, everyone’s attention will be on me and they will have this “strange look” on their faces. It looks kind of like they are laughing at me. I’m not sure if that’s true, so I can’t tell them off, but it always makes me feel nervous, and I would be thinking: What are they up to now? … Just imagine the feeling when you walk into the classroom and everyone makes way for you so that they don’t get any contact with you, in case they get your “germs”. Normally I would think, so what? They are making way for me as if I’m the Queen! However, deep down, I felt like crying.

One day, I thought of the story of “The Ugly Duckling” that my grandmother had told me when I was young. I loved to hear her tell stories. The ugly duckling somehow ended up in the nest of a mother hen when he was born. She chased him away because he was so ugly. He ran to many animals’ houses looking for a home, but no one wanted him. At the end of the story, he grew up into a beautiful white swan! I was hated and avoided by my classmates too, but would I be able to one day shine like the ugly duckling?
Days later, I met an older girl in the public library. She dropped her books and I helped her pick them up. We chatted for a while and I told her my problems. She told me that she had those problems too when she was in primary school, but she did not look down on herself. Instead, she strived to do her best in her studies without caring about her classmates’ teasing. In the end, she excelled in her studies and her friends admired her and accepted her as a friend. “There is a saying that goes like this, haters will hate, fakers will fake. Never cry over those who hate and avoid you, because it just hurts yourself. When you concentrate on what you want to achieve like doing well in your studies, and showing them that you’re not affected by them, one day they will give up picking on you because it just wastes their time. As for the fakers, they pretend to hate you just to be part of the group.” she said. She also told me to stand up for myself and not be afraid of them.
When I reached home, I thought to myself in determination, I will show them that I can do what I want to do without being affected by them! I will show them it was wrong to hate me and I can do it!
The next day, I walked to school. I was not as downhearted and dispirited as before, and I did not drag myself to school, but I was still nervous. I heard voices and laughter coming from my class, and I hoped that I would soon resolve my problems and I would one day be able to join in the fun with them.
I walked into my class, and my classmates shot me that laughing look. My heart jumped—but I soon calmed down. I walked to my place and sat down to read my favorite book. Isabelle and her two sisters walked towards me. “Hey Clara, do you really like Adam? Oh yeah and, he will never like you anyway, because you’re such a loser book worm. What’s more, you’re also such a…”
“So?” I interrupted. “I love books because books are really interesting and they give you knowledge! If you think book worms are losers, then that’s fine with me!” I said. Oh, how absolutely pleased I was with myself after saying that! Silence fell over the class and all eyes were on me. This made me feel a bit nervous, but I went on reading my book.
During recess, the three sisters looked for me again. Isabelle called out: “Hey Clara! Eating on your own again?” she laughed. “Clara is forever alone! Hahaha! Hey Clara, would you like it if Adam sat with you? I’ll call him here!” She grinned happily. From a distance, I saw her tugging at Adam’s hand, persuading him to sit with me, the dirty girl. He was shouting, “Oh my, don’t take me anywhere near her!” I just ignored them and ate my food. Who cares about them?
Well, Isabelle managed to drag Adam to my table. Sigh. They just wanted to have fun, I thought. “Clara! He is here!” Adam was very embarrassed and he struggled to get out of Isabelle’s hold. “Get this girl off me!” He shouted. I laughed. Actually, when you look at it this way, it’s kind of funny.
Suddenly, an idea struck me. “Hey everybody, Isabelle likes Adam!” I screamed. “She’s pulling him around everywhere she goes, see?” I pointed at Isabelle, still pulling Adam’s hand. She blushed and I grinned. The boys laughed at her. Hahaha! This was great!
After that day, I was very happy and I was able to pay better attention to my studies.  I studied hard and frequently went to the public library to do revision. I also met the older girl at the library a few times and I happily told her about what happened. She was happy for me too.
The day of the UPSR exam arrived, and I came very prepared. I brought some notes to read just before the exam too.
Very soon, the exam was over. We returned to school to collect our UPSR results during the first week of the school holidays. I achieved straight As in the UPSR exam! I did it! I did well in my studies without letting my friends’ teasing affect my emotions! I was so happy, I jumped for joy. My parents were very proud of me too.

It’s the year 2015 and I have left my primary school. Now I study in a secondary school. I made lots of new friends at my new school and we spend time together. Our friendship is not very stable yet, but I hope to keep my new friends and make our friendship last. When I met the older girl again, I thanked her for her advice. Haters will hate, and fakers will fake. We should not be afraid of these people. Instead, we should always believe in ourselves despite the haters and fakers. Haters just hate you because you’re better than them, and they want to be like you. Fakers fake to hate, or sometimes they even fake to be someone else, just because they want to be part of the others. We should always be ourselves because everyone is unique. We all have our own good qualities. I have achieved my target without being affected by anyone. I have shone—like the ugly duckling.

Copyright Rachel Tan, May 2015.

Thank you all for reading! 


  1. Was this story for the 2015 Scholastic Writing Competition? If it is, I participated in this competition too! I chose the title “Heaven Can Wait”, but sadly I don’t think I have a copy of my work anymore... shows that backing up is important though!

    1. Yes, it is :b I really wish scholastic would host another writing competition, I think it isn't held annually for our country.
      That's a pity, it would be cool if I could take a look at your story! ;)