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I am a 15 year old girl. I get bullied on a daily at school. people are talking about me always no one listens when I tell them.
okay so I was in grade 5 when this incident occurred….so it was our Library class (which was before our lunch break) and since I was one of the volunteers of library club, me along with 3 of my classmates used to stay back in the library to arrange books, keep them in respective shelves etc. Because of this, I was around 10-15 mins late for my lunch. My mom used to pack lunch for me. That day I had salad, rice and curry for lunch. When I dug the spoon in salad, I realized that someone had put PENCIL SHAVINGS in it!!! I didn’t eat the lunch…then the girl who sat behind me said, “I was told not to tell you this but it was actually done by XYZ (name of my best friend)”…..I was soooo sad that I talked to my parents about this and they asked me to cut ties with her….right now….I don’t even know where she is….but her absence since that day has made me better…
So this was in middle school about 2 years ago. I had this girl who I knew from kindergarten. We were friends but not close, but she was always nice to me. Until she got with this other group of girls who would bully me. They called me names, made fun of me for my clothes (my family is very low income so we often wear handmedowns or donated items from church) and pulled my hair, one of them even smashed my head into the bus window. They told her to stop but. I never told anyone, I thought if I told it would get worse. She would make fun of me with them but on the bus home when they got off, said she was my friend. I never know why they did this to me. I never bothered anyone. All I did was read, and do my best. I wish we could stop this cycle of bullying kids about things they can’t change.
It first started when I was new to my new school everyone included me in everything everyone was nice to me until everything changed. this girl always sweared at me and called me names and she would be nice to the other girls and not me. she is always mean to me and saying I have fish lips and that I am ugly when actually nobody from my class says that. she just opens her mouth and says it. but if I do it back it would be a big problem.
I had a friend that I considered my best friend. Unfortunately, she overheard one of my bullies and she stopped talking with me. The same thing repeated for the next couple of years until grade 2 when one of my bullies transferred schools. There were 2, but the other bully acted a bit friendlier. I was pretty quiet with a new friend I made for 2 years, until grade 4 when I made a new friend. We were pretty close for a few months until she started threatening that she wouldn’t be my friend anymore unless I bought her candy. I told my mum about this, and she said not to be friends with her anymore. I continued being her friend the next day though, as I only had 2 friends that year, so I didn’t want to stop. Soon she introduced me to 2 of her other friends, which were my acquaintances for the rest of the year. The next year, they didn’t want to talk to me anymore for an unknown reason. Instead, they grimaced at me in the hallways, which I soon learned to ignore. Nothing much other than that happened that year. Then the next year some of the boys in my class started calling me “Virus” which I soon learned to use to my advantage and went about my way alone and at peace for the rest of the year. After that year, i transferred to a new school where no one bothered me with insults, and i made a few more friends.
hi it’s S. i’ve been bullied most all my life because of my hearing. i’m half deaf in my left ear. i was called names, tripped, this one girl was my friend at the beginning and then she started to be mean to me, like everyday. i did get help but it didn’t seem to stop. but then years later it did. she moved and i don’t see her anymore. but there are these boys that call me names all the time but i moved away and am going to another school and it’s a lot better. just know you’re not alone and never will be but GET HELP IF YOU NEED IT !
It all started in 5th grade because this was when I transferred schools. So I’ve always been an extroverted kid, and in 5th grade, I went to what I’ll just call stonewall intermediate. This school was known to be the best school district in my state but the problem was it had tons of spoiled kids. I was a good kid but would get in trouble a lot and got lunch detention and Friday night school often. but I never meant anything but they did ……the boys. but these boys bullied me for having a Samsung, being chubby, having acne, and calling me names. The bullies pointed out anything they could point out, and this was especially hard on me because I didn’t have any friends well close ones, and little by little I showed less and less emotion and became very introverted. I wish I had reached out for help sooner because in my freshmen year of high school I made a real friend and she helped me reach out to get them suspended for a few weeks luckily because my school had a strict bullying policy.
In my first year in the middle school, i was a bully victim . I was 11 years old and my classmates were very bad with me . They threatened me, hit …. Once, they threw my clothes in the bin, spit on me because i asked my sport teacher where were my clothes. They even caught me at the bus stop to hit me . I had some traumatisms and i consulted different doctors. Once I wanted to hurt myself but i stopped because i thought i was stupid to do this. Today I’m better but i don’t love myself .
When I was in second, and third grade, I was bullied on the school bus, going to and from school. I remember specifically this one boy.. He would pull my hair, make fun of my outfit or use the nickname he made up for me. Pepperoni face. I couldn’t really tell him to stop since he was a year older than me. He bullied me from the minute I got on the bus in third grade to the day he left when I was in fourth. Till this day I am still insecure and have a low self-esteem.
I was never picked on in front of my face. I was never popular, but 5th grade is when it started for the first time. A boy who let’s call A. used to call me “Fatty [my name here]”. I was devastated. I knew I was a little bigger because I had hit puberty and the changes were coming. I knew I was among the first few to experience it. It started in September before the teacher stopped it. At Christmas time that year, we did secret Santa as a class. I wrote that I liked hockey and cooking/baking on my slip of paper. I got a cookbook I was super excited to use. I was so excited to try out all the recipes when A. said “why would you get Fatty [my name here] a cookbook? She’s already so overweight and will die from it.” Since then, I have never looked at food the same and feel triggered when someone is called “fat”. Due to A, I started to eat less, I started to skip meals, I had suicidal thoughts, I started to starve, I thought it was over. I just wanted to be left alone, even if it meant me dying. This is proof bullying is NOT a joke. Please think twice before you speak.
A did move to another country before I went to middle school and high school.