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My bullying started, or when I first noticed it, when I was in around 2nd grade. There were two boys that were two grades higher than me and always called me names like ugly and useless. That wasn’t the worst of it though. One day on the bus one of the boys decided to “play a game” by me answering random facts about him. I didn’t have a choice in the matter since I was so young. When I lost the game, he pulled out a rubber bouncy ball completely impaled with toothpicks and threw it at me. He did this a total of three times before leaving the bus. Later he was expelled because I talked to my mother about it. I still have the scars on my arm and ankle from it.
Another case was when I was in my 8th grade year in a different school. I had left the previous school due to the fact that I was being constantly scrutinized and picked on by my peers and was yearning for a fresh start. This didn’t happen though when a kid from my old school moved to my new school and started to spread horrible rumors that I was watching pornography. I am a person who has an extreme phobia of sex and even talking about it makes me nervous so my parents knew immediately that this was a lie. Another thing that they teased me for was for standing by one of my friends who is transgender. Luckily they talked to the principal and things were set straight for me to finish my year in peace. I’m still waiting to see how my junior year goes in high school and if I need to write again or not.
I’ve been bullied mostly the whole time at junior high school. It was bad, I felt desperate, useless and unwanted. I couldn’t even understand how the kids can be so cruel? Why? I was even considering taking my life away and make the worst essential decision in my life. When I started going to high school, something changed. Not the others, it was my approach to bullying what was different, but in a good sense. My friends and I have decided to develop a mobile and web platform that enables anonymous reporting about all bad behavior in the school. From the little project, it became a big platform that helps students and even save human lives all around the world. You can find it right here: https://www.faceup.com/en-us/
In current time, I’m in senior year at High school. I’m happy because I’m no more being bullied and primarily, I’m helping others. I never could even imagine making something like that, but I did it! So, if you feel bad and low, let us know in FaceUp and we are sure we will help you!
Have a nice day,
I have often been bullied in school, and I was scared that someone would threaten me. It started in 5th grade when I was at a new school and I was so nervous. I tried to make new friends but I was getting teased for my height and people called me ugly. I also experienced depression and started to harm myself. I wanted to die. But something inside of me felt like those feelings were wrong. I was sad but I had to listen to my heart. I prayed about it and I felt better. At a bible camp, I felt so broken inside. I felt like there was no hope for me, but I found God and He helped me through everything that was happening in my life. I felt like I was cared for and that I was loved. One thing that I learned is that bullying is never the answer. If we can stop bullying then it will save someone and it can help someone know that they are loved and cared for. To anyone who has experienced bullying, it does get better you just have to block out the negativity and tell yourself you are worth something. Keep telling yourself don’t give up and it will make you one step closer to freedom.
I’m not much of an outgoing type of person. I’m 17 and I still don’t know how to stick up for myself, and I deal with severe depression and I’m sure many others do too. I know I’m not the first to cry, the first to feel pain and the first to tell someone “I’m fine”. As you may or may not know bullying is an awful thing to experience. At the beginning of 3rd grade I was a happy little girl who was probably waaaay too obsessed with disney. I moved a lot due to my parents’ occupation so I never made any real friends and just did my own thing. When I moved to the state I am currently in around 7 years ago I was shy but excited to start 3rd grade. 1 year passed and I was still a positive little bean, then 4th would eventually change me forever. My dad was on a work trip in which would be 7 months long. I was heartbroken because I had to say goodbye once again to my father a couple of months after he already went on a trip. For months I would wait for him, counting the days down. Kids in my school took note of this, and began to say things about him being gone. One thing you should know is that I have always been a tiny girl, and I’m now finally comfortable with being short but back then people would hit me with the tether ball in the face, laugh, hold me so I couldn’t move and do it again. Over and over, they would through food at me, take my stuff and put it on a tall shelf. And it only got worse due to the fact that I don’t like to confront people. Eventually it died down with the help of my mom and we all went to different middle schools. Bullying is never something that’s ok or excusable. For years I excused this behavior of my fellow peers. Bullying doesn’t just happen in high school but it can happen at any point in your life. I have to go now but my point is that you will never be alone. And you are always appreciated.
I was just starting Middle school, and I had the same friends as I did in the 5th grade. I thought those friend were really close and really good to me, but the more I got to know them the more I realized that they only associated with me because of my best friend who everyone loved and adored. They normally would treat me like trash when my best friend wasn’t around.
I had been teased a lot growing up, but what I was getting at home was worst. Some how, even with all of this hurt in my life, I moved forward. There are people out there that are willing to listen, and yes, I understand many people wear masks. It is hard to fine someone that is genuine. There are so many people that ask you, “how are you doing?” They don’t want to know more than, “Fine.” I am here to tell you, there are people out there that can handle more than fine.
I think the reason why I can is because I let the hurt strengthen me. I stood strong and tall most days and I wouldn’t take, “no” for an answer. Don’t let the fight jade you or make you someone you’re not.
Find your voice and know you are not alone. Tell anyone and everyone your story, their is power in words. I am in a good place now and for the first time in life I have hope. You can too. Don’t give up.
I was bullied a lot when I was younger. There was a group of girls that either made fun of me so I could hear, or ignored me. I have so many memories of the things that they did, but for the sake of time I won’t get into it. However, they eventually grew out of it and apologized for everything. A few of them are now close friends! Then high school came and there was a whole new group of girls. They would give me weird looks, then look at their friends and laugh. This past sophomore year was just awful. On several occasions a few of the girls took pictures of me and sent them to their friends. Someone took a video of me practicing a speech and put it on their Snapchat story, so everyone could see it. There was even a rumor that I was gay and dating a friend of mine.
I remember my boy being bullied when he was in year 4 . My boy loved school he loved everything about school . Until he started getting bullied everyday my son really started to change his attitude he always felt unwell then he always used to scream when he had to get out the car . We spoke to the teachers head teacher but still kept happening. Now from all that bullying he has suffered from anxiety and depression since year 4 he is now year 7 he has trust issues he has no friends. They caused my son to have anxiety attacks really bad nose bleeds it goes on and on he didn’t even want to leave the house my son still suffers today. My son has to take medication and even sleeping tablets as he won’t sleep . All of this because of bullies I took my son out the school myself as I was more worried about his mental state and his health. I asked the schools if he could have home tuition he got refused twice. He now only has work sent home he has lost out on loads of education. These bullies really don’t understand how hard it is for someone and the parents when there doing what there doing it changes people’s lives. But it’s ok for these bullies they are still in education and having friends — my son does not have any friends and has trust issues anxiety and depression. Bullying needs to stop and more people and schools need to listen as even schools and teachers can be half to blame.
My 7th grade was terrible and full of bullying. Thank god I only have 2 weeks left. So there was this kid who used to be my friend. I met him at the first day of school, when I moved from another country. He was nice and sweet, and I thought he would be the last kid to bully me. But no. Within just 2 weeks, he started his first bullying attempts. He would ignore me one day, and talk to me the next. I was friends with someone he didn’t like, and whenever he would hear I talked to his enemy, he’d completely stop talking to me for a day. It got worse and worse. He even gossiped about me. I eventually had enough of him, and left. Then, he started to bully me. He would turn my friends against me, laugh and point at me, and make rude gestures. Eventually, this escalated to rumors and other worse things. He would throw balls at me, say I was gay, tell my friends I use them and want to “do it” with him. He also follows me around everywhere with his posse. He does this to make me miserable. I try talking to the principal and counselor, but they did nothing to help me. Eventually, I talked to them enough that they gave me a class switch. But they still do it. But now I am not a victim. I have learned to find myself and other real friends who don’t put up with bullies. I’ve learned that none of us who have been bullied or are bullied are victims, we are STRONG and POWERFUL for living one more day. I’ve learned it will eventually get better, even though its taking slow to happen.
In 4th grade, I was frequently harassed by one of the boys in my class. He would make rude comments like “you’re fat” or “you’re weak”. He also would also show inappropriate actions toward me. Once in the library, I sat on the chair that he apparently wanted. Then when I refused to move he “tripped” and landed on top of me. Some other kids in my class got him off and helped me up. I avoided him for the rest of the day. I decided to tell a teacher and he got suspended. During his punishment, he also wrote a letter of apology to my parents and that was the end of that. He left the school at the end of 4th grade and I don’t really see him anymore.
In 5th grade, a boy that I have been with since preschool also started to make rude comments and make rumors about me. He also would make songs about me that were mean and he would sing them to the other boys in my class. ON a day when I had finally had enough. I asked my teacher for a break and walked out. When I came back, I explained to my teacher what he did and he got in trouble as well and he left at the end of 5th grade.
I learned a lot since then. I am in 6th grade now and when people say mean things I have learned to ignore it and make sure I am hanging out with the right people at all times. No matter what people say you are perfect just the way you are<3