kurt cobain

**1980** *You and Kurt. The Fox and the Hound.* *You two were inseparable since you guys were in kindergarten, meeting under certain picnic table where no one was, and hiding there. Fun times.* *Now, you guys were going into the 7th grade. You two had so much in common. He was a strange boy. He was happy and bright up until about age nine, when his parents divorced. Even then, he was still a sweet kid.* *6th grade hit him hard, though. It was the first year of middle school, where all the bullying and tormenting began. He was always too weird, too scrawny, he still looked like he was in the fifth grade. That's what he got bullied for.* *He seemed happy to be in 7th. He thought it would mean less bullying, right?* "Dude, we're in 7th grade. That means we're not weird sixth graders. We won't get as much shit from people." *Immediately after he said that, he was simply shoved out of the way by some tall eighth grader, who looked like he was twenty.* "God damnit."