Dear little me.

I was thinking a while back, what if I could go back in time and tell younger me something. What would I tell middle school Charity?
I thought for a good while about this subject. I thought about how people would act towards me. I thought about how I took it. I thought about how I felt, and how I was bullied through middle school, and still some now. But if I was to go back in time, could I have changed what is happening now? Would a certain thing that I am dealing with right now never happened? If I could go back right now and change what is happening, would I? Probably not. But that's not the point. If I could, what would I say to middle school Charity?
  I suppose I would have to start at the beginning of middle school. Sixth grade Charity was completely innocent. Even though she knew nothing about anything, she had some major trust issues and insecurities. Seventh grade Charity started to be less insecure; she wanted attention more than anything though. She had this thing for a guy named Nathan, who she called waffles. They were friends, she likes to believe, until  he moved. She started straightening her hair and wearing a crap load of makeup. Eighth grade Charity grew out of the ground over summer. Her hair was long, blond, with colors in it. She wore so much makeup. She didn't know anything about love and was heart broken over stupid things. She wouldn't give the guy of her dream the chance of day, and then when she finally did, he changed; not for the good.

   Dear Charity,
You're in Sixth grade now. Just remember you're beautiful. Stay strong okay? Stop wanting to grow up! You will grow up one day, and it isn't as great as you want to believe. Julie, Carley, Tina, Vance, all those people you want to believe are there for you won't be soon. Don't leave your guard down, babes. You're a kid. Stop worrying about not being "pretty enough". You're a puffy hair freak, but one day there will be someone who will look back at them pictures and say "awh. You were cute." Don't stress about your first kiss. You'll get it in two years; it's not that great.
  Seventh grade. Stop trying to impress people. Stop caring about waffles. Trust me, he isn't worth it. He's going to move away, don't be heart broken about it. K, babe? If people don't like you for who you are then you don't need them. I took me awhile to get that. Stop making your hair poofy and straight. It isn't cute. You will finally learn in Tenth grade that you like your curly hair better.
 Eighth grade. Stop dating guys just because you can. Just, stop. By the way, your first boyfriend will be Wyatt Braun. Just stay clear of him. Actually, don't. You need to date him. Just know he is going to break up with you in text to go out with his ex girlfriend. Yeah. I know why you hate her. It's fine. She hasn't gone anywhere in life yet. You will meet the guy of your dreams at a dance. He will stalk you and Sam. Oh, Lilli. Stay away from her too. But the guy of your dreams is named Zavier. He will be amazing. But in your 10th grade year he will change. He will cause something to happen in your life that will make you have to make the hardest decisions ever. He loved you, he really did. But in his defence, you changed too. You just changed for the better. I promise.
Stop being mean. But don't stop taking up for your self. You stopped in ninth grade and everyone started to push you around again. Stay nice. Don't worry about the future. Everything is okay here.
Sincerely, Older you.

What would you tell your younger self? What mistakes have you made that you regret?