Real Teens Speak Out

Hi my name is Emma I am nine years old and have been bullied by a lot of kids and sometimes it got really out of hand. For example there was this kid who said that he stole his grandpas gun to shoot me and my friends.then I was very scaird and sometimes didn’t want to go to the park becauseI was scaird if he and his friend will be there. now I realised there is a way to stop bullying so I am not frightened anymore and stand up whenever I see bullying.

Different

I was born with one eye blue and one eye green
Thirteen when diagnosed with Sternoclavicular Joint Instability
Spent 1 year in a sling
My arm hand limp near my chest
Couldn’t swim
Couldn’t do P.E
I even couldn’t raise my arm in class.
Been on tablets because of ache on my face
My back
My chest
Reffered to hospital
Special cream was given
All because of my body
Bullied badly
All I was was different
But that’s good
Who wants to be the same
So what if I cant lift my arm in the air
So what if my face is covered in spots
So what if my eyes are different
That’s what makes me me
I’d never been normal
I never will
But i’m me
I’m proud
I’m different
So that’s how I’ll stay
I cant imagine life any differently.
So that’s how i’ll live
That’s how I’ll remain
Forever and always
Different in a good way. 🙂

My friend bullied me.

My friend, well, a boy who I thought was my friend, bullied me. He insulted me, he laughed at me and I felt like I couldn’t do anything. He made me feel like it was my fault, like everything was my fault, but it wasn’t. He told me I was ugly and fat, he also told me I was a whore and everyone knew it. He said he wanted me to kill myself. He destroyed me, I went through the worst period of my life because of him. But now I’m OK, I’m happy again, that’s the best part: he couldn’t bring me down.

What I’ve been through that makes who I am today

From a very young age, I have been bullied for my looks and who I admire. I’ve handle it well before, but in the 8th grade is when it all started. I just started and already, I was bullied. Everyday, I called “Meow” or “Meow mix” because I draw cats. It something I like and that I enjoy to do. It wasn’t bad, but in the hallways at the end of the day, I got yelled “Meow” at my locker. I never knew who it was and it made me upset. I hated going to school and I never wanted to go. I was picked last to play games and I had to deal with the same two people for all of 8th grade. One day, I was sitting next to one of the boys that bullied me(we had assigned seats in school) and he whispered “Kill yourself”. I wasn’t sure if it was at me or not. I had enough of it. I didn’t want any of it. Whenever I got upset, I had things thrown at me when I wanted to be alone. Pencils, erasers, anything. I finally got the principal involved, because I hated school. I’m glad that I got help, but the teacher never took attack for it. She was in the same class room and never did anything. I am still upset by it and what I went through.

Bullied for 9 years…

So since year 3 I have been bullied by various people. There is no part of me that hasn’t been made fun of. From my hair, to my body, to my personality and even my voice. Silly isn’t it? How peoples words can effect you to such an extent. I’ve been through a lot. Im not going to lie… Depression, anxiety, paranoia, atelophobia…but you know what?
Sometimes in life things can get hard. Different people suffer through different things and it can affect them in different ways. No one should be singled out. Hence the word, different. No one is the same, no one is alone. The world is a huge place full of hardship and suffering. We all have our own personal prisons, insecurities and problems. Thousands of people get hurt, thousands hurt themselves physically to distract from the torture that is the outside world and the mental torture bestowed upon them each day. We all stumble and fall, but we learn how to deal with these things. It’s difficult to get through to people how you feel. They ask “are you okay?” and the words “I’m fine, I’m just tired” slip from between your lips as you lie again and again just so you don’t let them in because you’re scared that they’ll hurt you just like everyone else did.
The names you were called, the hardships you went through, everything you have to deal with each and every day and for what? Some cheap entertainment for what are essentially the bullies? They aren’t worth your time. Some days you just want it to all come to a stop. You just want everything to go black and you want to sleep forever but something keeps you here, or someone keeps you here. You were put on this marble we call earth for a reason and that is because you are loved. You are loved by someone and you just don’t know it or you’re loved and you know it but you.re afraid to let them in. But its okay..I have been there too, I got hurt, bullied, used and I wanted it to end too… but now im 17, im still here… I stayed strong, I put the past behind me… I found something better. I could have ended my life whenever but I waited and something and someone came into my life that made it worth living.  I couldn’t be happier now. I beat anorexia, I beat bullying, I powered through panic attacks and now day by day my paranoia is slowly fading, I found friends to help me and my family tries to help too, and my boyfriend showed me what real love is. I thank god every day for all of this. Im nearly all better now <3

”the fat girl in medical’

If i kept track I am pretty sure that people calling me fat or people making mean jokes about my weight is a everyday thing for me,its has been so many times that i have to pretend not to care instead running off and crying. i don’t think people realize that saying ”calm down it was a joke” or ”don’t get up in your feelings” is going to fix any thing. sometimes i wonder if people know that when they call me these things that i don’t take it as a joke, i take it as an insult and i go home crying.

The Clique and the Club

My friends and I are always bullied by a clique, and the leader makes more girls become bullies. One day, one of my friends received a note from the leader calling my friend a bad word. Then, two of my friends insulted her back. Then, the clique tattled on us. All of us got so fed up. So, we started an anti-bullying club. We want the clique to realize that people are effected by bullying and we want to end bullying!

Bully

Basically ever since I was in 6th grade I was bullied. This kid would punch me, call me mean names and I couldn’t avoid her. It was either I have no friends or be bullied. This continued on and she started to actually hurt me. I still remember what she said to me and I will never forget it. One time she threaten to kill me in texts I sent it to my school . Well even living in a good area my school did nothing. They pretended to be nice and well the girl just had to write me an apology. She got nothing and I suffered four years of pain. I had no friends because of her and she got nothing. My friends let me get bullied and did nothing. Later I make the tennis team. I am a top player at first and liked. Then they exclude me from events and call me mean names. This is similar to my old friends in middle school. I would come home crying sometimes.  But what is important is everyone in this world matters. I still have trouble accepting myself but have made friends. Life gets better.

Being bullied

I’m 16 a junior. Ever since my freshman year I have been bullied. Our school never stopped the situation. I’ve been hit, kicked, called a liar and all the other kinds of things. Many times I’ve been threatened by others. Now I try to help people get through bullying.

Being Short and English is not my first language

When I was in grade 6, I was bullied by my classmate because I don’t speak english well, but I don’t say anything back to them. I was too scare to stand up against my bullies because I am short and small. In grade 7, I try to talk a little back as I could when I get bullied by them but I cried while I talk back. They bullied me even more and more . In grade 8, they still make fun of me of the way I talk (my english isn’t good) they laugh at me. I take a deep breathe( it takes a lot of courage) and try to talk without crying.It works.

Next time when you get bullied , Have courage, try to take a deep breathe and talk to them.