Sya Ang May Sala

I used to be a "Smiling Face" when I was young. Whenever I see someone familiar, I smile at him/her, and it felt nice whenever they smile back. That was when I was in elementary, not until 5th grade. You know there are these "bitches", "cool", "genius", "IT students" in every classroom. I was walking on the pathway from girls cr back to our classroom, I saw my classmate in 4th grade. I gave her a nice smile but received a rather disappointing and disheartening reply, "Ang ganda ng ngiti mo ah?" (what a nice smile?) in a very sarcastic and mocking way. I was so embarrassed. She was smirking as she walked passed me. She was with her friend. And I was with mine. My friend might've felt bad for me at that time but just ignored it and acted as if nothing happened. And because of that I am no longer the used to be "Smiling Face" when I was young. I was scared that people might do the same as what this bitch classmate of mine did. Now I'm known for being a snob and not-to-care-at-all girl.