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A few weeks ago I found out 2 of my friends had been taking photos of me and sending them around to others. They also made a photo and video of me as a whale. I felt so alone and lost until I went to the police but the ADA says we can’t charge the girls with anything because this was the first time they did something. But recently they have been doing this to 2 other girls so we aren’t giving up!
It all started when I was in 5th grade. I was the new kid at my school and this kid would call me names and eventually tried to tackle me. at the start of sixth grade the kid got his friend to join along and they called me names like whale and worse and they said it right to my face in front of a lot of people. I never even acknowledged them they would just call me names and stuff. In seventh grade they were in my home room which made things a whole lot worse. They started saying even worse thing and doing even worse thing. they would throw food at me and throw other things at me. they also started saying I was fat, ugly, worthless they even told me to kill myself. But I never told a adult about any of this because I was scared that the situation would get worse. And because I told no one they got worse and worse. One of the kids moved but the other one would still sexually harrass me and I did nothing about it. But people started seeing this stuff happen like others in my classes. And one of my friends came up to me and said a lot of people have been noticing this and the vice principal is wondering if she should address this situation. And because I knew now I was not alone I said yes I was sick and tired of being harassed to the point were the teachers gave me a safe code if I even needed it and every class in the grade for academics has assigned seats. SO I had a meeting with the vice principal and she said she would deal with this. So today I use this safe word and wait for this kid to get what he deserves. And the meeting was only yesterday so I have been holding this in for almost 3 years.
I used to have a best friend who i had known since birth. Though one time i got placed in a class with one of her other best friends. At first i saw this as an opportunity to hopefully make new friends as i had always been very shy. But surprisingly she seemed to have a deep feeling of hatred towards me (still no idea why). She would try to take my only friend away from me and i would spend every break just walking circles around the playground on my own. That might sound exaggerated but its literally the only thing there was for me to do. Eventually her harted turned into gossiping and physical violence, eventually she managed to turn almost everyone in my class against me including my former best friend. I was extremely lonely and would often do stupid things to get attention from others so they would notice me. This went on for 8 years straight. One of the few things my bullies did was send me death threats and often curse at me on the playground. I still have a few scars from when i was bullied but most of them aren’t that noticeable luckily. I won’t get into too much detail about some of the things they did but it always happened on the playground during lunch breaks. That concerns me because none of the teachers ever cared. All they ever did was tell the bullies to say sorry and then patch me up with some bandaids. I was also a special needs kid as i had prescribed medicine and a few objects i needed in class. They would often trash my most important stuff and then just say it wasn’t them. They never really faced any consequences which is why it went on for so long. Cursing, kicking, spitting, pranking none of it was ever important to the teachers. I live in a small town so switching schools was never an option before. I did actually change schools eventually though. I’ve made a lot of friends and haven’t been bullied since. It’s still very hard though, i had little to no experience with friends going to my new school for the first time, so it was all very new to me and hard to process. Currently i am very happy and have a lot people that care about me :).
When I was in 6th grade, I was bullies by this guy Tyler (not his real name). Tyler would call me “trash” or “a walking brick” when I was just trying to play basketball. This may not seem like much but I was really insecure about it because he was one of the “popular guys” and since I went to a private school, if I did something stupid in response, everyone would know about it. Then it started getting physical and this guy would purposely run into me, pushing me to the floor. When I told my parents, all they said was “Boys will be boys” and “he just likes you”. Parents, take a step back and look at that. Boys just get a free pass just because they’re boys and immature. I have heard this many many times from many parents, and it hurts dude. Later, he started easing down and bullying my friends instead.
I have always been on the bigger side but it never really bugged me till 7th grade. I had lost a lot of weight and seem happier and I had stop wearing oversizes hoodies and I was now in Large and medium instead of XL. I was happy but then boy would say stuff about it and so would some of my friends. then it started happening a lot more. then Summer rolled around and i lost more weight but i knew it would never go away because my dad was bigger but when 8th grade started The people I was friends with would make fun of my body and I stop eating I had people telling that i was a cow and needed to go on a run. I let their words get to me. I still have people calling me fat and by now it had gotten worst and i was too scared to tell. Me and this girl used to be friends and one day we just stopped talking and then she started bullying me making fun of me, when she would walk beside me she would make noises at me or she would call me fat for just looking at her. It hurt and i wanted to punch her so bad i was ready too but i couldn’t because i’m still too scared to tell anyone and being away from my school would be a lot better.
I am 16 and i am from México, i was new to the U.S . I didn’t know much English, I was 10 and was in 5th grade so once I knew that I had to change class, in between those time I was tripped by random people and my books would fall to the ground and so did i. It happened over and over again so I went with the principal at my school and told her what’s happening, the only thing she tells me “what’s wrong with you people” and dismissed me I was angry but at the same sad. I didn’t tell my parents but I was bullied because of my race. there is more I want to say but I will remember this for life.
It was my first day of middle school and I was really nervous, as I am a shy person. So I went to school and for the first week nobody noticed me because I was super quiet. Then one day I was daydreaming in class, and the teacher called on me. I was flustered and couldn’t speak, and everybody was staring at me! It was so embarrassing. I got the question wrong, too. After class three girls caught up with me and were saying stuff like: “Poor freak couldn’t even answer the stupid question” and “what, are you autistic?” And once my coat prevented my locker from shutting, they were right beside it, and they trashed it! I know it was them because they left a note that I won’t even tell you what it said. I went home crying. The next day I went to school and outside it, they were waiting. It was a crowded sidewalk, and they grabbed my backpack and dumped it. Everybody laughed at me and called me stuff like: “klutz” for the rest of the day. Those girls would not leave me alone! Once they almost cut my hair but a girl defended me and told the teacher. The teacher sadly didn’t believe her because those were the “perfect girls” who got away with anything. They got suspended when caught shoving me around, taunting me, and hurting me, and now if they even do more then talk to me they’re in danger of being suspended! I’m really happy it turned out this way but I wish I could of stood up for myself.
Sometimes I couldn’t even tell if it was affectionate. When I came to the school, nobody really talked to me. The only people who welcomed me besides my teacher was a small group of people that everyone seemed to hate. I liked hanging out with them and appreciated their interests. In the wintertime, a lot of boys began to turn against me. They’d call me names like “fat, flat, doofus, monkey, Shrek, ogre, man (I am a female), and other names that had bad intent. Once I bumped into a boy by accident and he punched me in the neck so hard I had a bruise. I had finally snapped when they said I was autistic like my brother. My brother may have had some learning differences but for one thing wasn’t autistic. They knew I told the teacher and accused me of being a snitch. Luckily for me, the teacher got them to the principal and I was just so happy to have justice.
one day when i was in 3rd grade my teacher ask me what do i like as a hobby and i said Godzilla. all the kids laughed and made fun of me that’s when people started to pretend that their different monsters and bullied me and say “godzilla dumb he can’t beat me”. So that’s when i was being harassed by a kid that was bigger than me but he was pushing me and punching so i had no choice but to defend myself and fight back. after the fight he got expelled and moved into a different school. i didn’t want to fight but i had to defend myself. i talked to my parents who later talked to the school principal. the kid respected me and didn’t bully me. ever since then i live in peace.
Ever since I could remember I would always get looked down upon because of my disability. I knew for a fact it wasn’t my fault but the words that the children spoke of me at school really hurt my heart and destroyed my self-esteem. I spoke with my parents about this and then they reported the issue to the school’s president. The kids stopped saying harmful words to me and I managed to gain my confidence to go back to school and achieve my goal of one day being successful.