Real Teens Speak Out

#Secretlynotsecretly bullied

I’ve been a bully’s victim since primary school.
When I was younger, in primary school people made fun of me because I had good grades and was the ‘teacher’s pet’ and had glasses, back at that time I ignored it. But then I made an amazing friend, who I thought, thought of me as a best friend too. My other friends told me, they didn’t like her – and she used me for my grades. It was true – she did.
In secondary school my next best friend  had mood swings, and well she’d be moody! But then her mood swings turned to violence – punching, hitting and swearing it got so bad she sent my sister-like friend away to another school (we don’t talk now). But even after that she still bullied me up until this year.
Now, I’m in high school and it’s only been a few weeks in, I’ve made a bunch of new friends but I’ve also lost some old friends. My oldest friend (since kindergarten) now has a cruel sense of humor, and so does her other friend. Yesterday, she broke my friend’s glasses whilst using cruel words. The day before that she was stealing our drink bottles (childish I know). And today at lunch she snuck up into my classroom with her other friend, and stuck a blank paper over my school id picture. Each day it gets worse, and it seems like I’m prone to being a bully’s friend and turning into her victim.
My newer friends ignore her as though she isn’t there. She victimizes us – all of us.

When I was in middle school I was always being picked up and be bullied everyday because I had a disability and then when I went to High school I was still being picked on, being bullied and being threatened once after taking a test and then again during science class. Then when I went to a special school for people with disability i would of thought i wouldn’t be bullied here because everyone here has a disability but of course someone decided to bully ad pick on me and one of my friends. in my mind i was thinking why would you bully someone with a disability when you have a disability too. you are here for the same reason and that reason is to learn.

my story

it all started 6 years ago and it got worse last year. i am called names like ugly,stupid,dumb ect and when i go to teachers they dont do anything about it but im here to tell you that you are not alone and you are loved by so many people and you are strong and beautiful. life gets better i promise just stay strong and keep your head up. I love you all..

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!