A person

I remember when I was in first grade, there was this girl who was upset. I told her I'd be her friend and she'd cheer right up. Then the "cool" kids asked if she wanted to play, so at recess she'd tell me I was ugly and go with the other girls. A little while later she would come back crying saying the other girls called her ugly. I told her I'd be her friend and that we could play. For the longest time this kept happening. She'd call me ugly or a loser and go with the other girls. Then they'd dump her and she'd come crying back. I always took her back. I wonder where she is now. And what she's like go this day.