I am someone who is still being bullied almost daily. It started with them as my friend, but I was surprised that I fell for it. He calls me names, and he once told me to kill myself. This is why I care. There are so many beautiful people in this world who are being brought down for no reason. I don't want what's happening to me to happen to other people. No one deserves it. Not even the worst person alive
We all should treat others how we want to be treated. To bully someone is a coward's way to gain attention because of their own
insecurities. Many think being mean and bullying others is funny - when really it's one of the saddest things one person can be to another.
Speaking up and showing support for those being bullied is what we all need to do!
I was bullied my whole life -- if I can recover so can the other victims but bullies need to watch what they say and bystanders need to stand up to bully's because together we can stop it!
bullying is detrimental to a growing mind of a young person. people say things that often are really meant for themselves. so don't take it to heart life gets easier.
I care because this always happens to me and want other people to feel happy about themselves.
Bullying needs to be stopped. Everyone deserves to live a life where they don't have to walk around and listen to people throw horrible comments about their looks, what they wear, or how they speak. Everyone deserves to feel like they are worth something in life. Bullying makes people feel worthless. We don't want a society that consists of people who believe that they are nothing. Because everyone has a purpose.
“Hello” was the first word I spoke to my peers, I am a Freshman in high school and I have attempted suicide multiple times due to bullying. I said hello and the person (the future bully) said hello back. We started talking and soon we had each told each other a little bit about ourselves, I am a Latino, and I am a huge nerd. This person was a very athletic and popular person. They soon began to start bullying me, first was simple name calling, it didn’t bother me too much, then the racial slurs, threats, social humiliation, and it just got worse and worse every day. I’d go to my school about it and they’d say things were being done but nothing really happened. Eventually, it became too much for me to handle, I kept feeling like I was worthless, a burden, and I tried to kill myself. Word spreads fast in high school and eventually, people learned about my attempt. At first, I thought that this would lead to more people bullying me, but it had a reverse effect, almost as if me nearly ending my life was a wake-up call to the real world. The year is now almost over, and while it has been rough, I now stick up for those who I see getting bullied.