Real Teens Speak Out

What will happen next?

OK so this girl was jealous of me because she liked my best friend, but now suddenly she’s becoming nice to me. Just after I’d resolved to try be nicer to her. Well, she wasn’t really NICE nice, but like she didn’t give me dirty looks like before. I’m still feeling unsettled though. How long will it last? Will I do something wrong again? I feel like she is bearing a grudge against me because of something I did a few months ago.  She promised she would never do it again, but she’s betrayed me twice before and I don’t always believe her promises. Now that that new girl is suddenly being nice, it makes me feel scared rather than relaxed. What will happen next? Why is she being nice all of a sudden? But most importantly, how long will it last?

The new girl

I live in Ireland and I’m 11 years old. In 6th grade, a new girl came to our class. My best friend was the one who helped her settle in the most, so the new girl liked her. My other friends, not so much, because she was terrible at Irish. In fact, she wasn’t good at much of her lessons, and never tried any of her homework. My teacher never did anything about it. Then, on the bus, I reported her for standing up, since I was a monitor and her actions were causing the younger kids to stand up too. She was angry because of this, and told my best friend lies about me. My best friend told me I was a bully, and went off with the new girl to be her friend. My best friend didn’t speak to me at all, and it got upsetting. None of my other friends seemed to believe me either. I tried writing my best friend a letter explaining I never did those things to the new girl, but as soon as she saw it, she crumpled it up and left it on the floor without reading it. The boys picked it up, read the letter and laughed at me. I ran off the the girls toilet block, crying. I didn’t know what to do. That lunch, I cried again, and everyone took pity on me. My teacher found out and didn’t really do much, but we did make up. So whoever is spreading lies about you, don’t just sit back and cry like I did. Tell a trusted adult. Get some help.

Over and Over

My name is A. My story is less of a story and more of a poem. I wrote this when i was at point of just ending it all. My bullying started in elementary school. At the time I didn’t really pay attention to it because I thought the things they were saying was just jokes. At that time most of the people that talked about me were friends. But it didn’t stop there. Middle school got better but when I got into high school it started back. Girls would call me fat, nasty, and more. But anyways when all of this was happening I wrote this poem :
Mentally Bound Mind
By: A.M.

Black and White confused eyes
Gone, unwritten, unknown
She leisurely dies
Her mind never shown

Inside dark, dead, unshown
Outside, bright, alive, pretty
Bound in one place. Alone.
Life passing her. Gritty.

Pushing and trying to fight
Emotions hated and afraid
Her mind needed light
Everything around seemed selfmaid

Laid out in cold blood
Light? No light to be seen
Soon to be covered in mud
For the first time she sees green
This is how i was feeling at the time. I felt color blind because i was being bullied by people i thought were my friends and people i thought was my family. I started to see their true colors my sophomore year. I got to a point were I just gave them what they wanted. i didn’t talk to anybody. I stayed to myself but I soon realized that was just me punishing myself so I started to stand up for myself and a lot of the taunting stopped but you know there is always those few who want to feel inferior always. The moral of it all is once I started to ignore them and defend myself they felt there wasn’t really anything for them to do or say. You should always find a way to make them feel less empowered. It don’t always take you standing up to them but once you stop giving the reactions they want, it helps you .

Bullying Should be Stopped

Last year at my old school I was bullied. It wasn’t the normal bully that comes up to your face and talks their talk or the bully walking up to and making fun of you. No, I had stalls full of nasty comments that people would write about me. It started as one at the beginning of the year then I got many more as the year went on. I would come home crying thinking I wasn’t worth anything because of these comments on the stalls. My parents had enough of it but I told them I had it under control. So I asked the principal to take them down, but he and the rest of them were too lazy to take care of it. So they are still on the stalls for everyone to see. Please if you are the bully just stop. You don’t know the people you are bullying. You do not know what they go through at home. You might be the reasoning behind their sadness. Just stop being the bully and be their friend.

The bullying thing pt. 2

I’ll tell more of the story. I accidentally pressed the submit button last time. The girl from summer camp was laughing when A was saying stuff to me. All I remember is the girl was saying stuff about me during swimming. A got off her chair and starting saying stuff close to my ear. I was holding my tears. When class ended, I walked out of the door and A walked out and she shouted right in my ear! It didn’t hurt though. I think I jumped a little. Later on in the morning, I got off my bus and I saw A. She was staring at me and walking to the door. I got annoyed and covered my face. I did told my sister that she was being mean to me and prayed to god to make it stop. Also hoped that she’s absent. In art class again, I moved to another table. During free time, I was drawing a cartoon character and some girl said she liked my drawing and I thanked her. She asked A if she liked my drawing and she said no and said something after that I can’t remember. I did cry. The next day I heard that Alex said to the art teacher that she’s moving to another town. I was happy when she said that! I never get to see her again! I thanked god! And later on I never saw her. I also remember these 2 girls that lived in the same street as me where I used to live were bullying me. I remeber these 3 girls were bullying me back when grade 9. I’m still kinda bullied now. But I’ll try my best to stay strong. You guys and girls get through this horrible thing.

asustado y aterrorizado

I wrote on here a story and it was titled The Numbers 9 and 15. I was so proud of myself and now I am back here again with another post. I keep myself updated with this website, reading what others go through and I just want to say, thank you. You guys give people the confidence to tell others their story. For those who learned how to move on, congratulations for not giving up. For those who are reading this message and don’t know what to do with your bullying problems, realize that the people who hurt you are wrong. They do it because they don’t have what you have. You have to remember that you are a smart, talented, beautiful/handsome, funny, friendly, kind, generous person with a heart that is so pure and sweet people envy it. Don’t give up hope. Stay strong, live long, live free!

Stop This

Stop this, now. Bullying is wrong! If you bully someone, you’re no different from a prisoner. If you want to have a better life, stand up, and speak loud for bullying.

Wanted

When I came to America, I was only 6, I started school and even when I did, I didn’t know how to speak, and I didn’t understand a word anyone said to me. People always stared at me and gave me weird looks, but I never really looked that deep into it, since I didn’t really understand anything they said to me. I learned bit by bit and started realizing that a lot of people did not like me, and I had no clue what I even did. I let it slide, and thought it was probably nothing, since I was moving in a while. I gained some friends, but they were all guys; I never could make any friends that were girls, they all hated me. I had to say goodbye to the only guy friends I had and move to a different house. I was happy, for once because I thought this would be a new start for me, but I was wrong. I was 9 then, and I was starting third grade. I was super excited, since 2nd grade wasn’t that bad, I got weird looks and all, but I made 2 girl friends and I was really happy. The first day of third grade, I saw one of my friends and when I waved at her, she pretended that she didn’t see me, but she looked right in my eyes, so I was confused, but I didn’t think about it that much. I went to my class and looked for a place to sit, but my friend was sitting with her friends and I didn’t have any other friends since the other one was going to a different school. I sat down and one girl came over to me and smiled, talking to me. well we became really good friends, and I even considered her my best friend, we did everything together. one day,  she got me in trouble for something she did. I started bawling on the floor, and I didn’t care who saw me. A few days later, she came to me, telling me that I was worthless, and that I should kill myself, because I wasn’t wanted by anyone, she told me I was ugly and that not even my parents loved me. I hated myself, I wanted to be someone else. She bullied me because I wore the same sweater everyday. My parents weren’t very rich and we had a pretty hard time with things here, so I believed her. to this day, I have anxiety on how I look, and I never trusted people. She gave me depression for a long time, and many people thought that I might need mental help. I always get a wave of fear whenever I remember her cornering up to me, and slapping me, telling me that I’m worthless, but to all the people out there, never believe this, you are important, and you matter in this world, and whoever thinks that you don’t,are not important, love yourself, and understand that you matter.

Bullying

i got bullied since form 2. I was bullied because my face looks like ugly. Pls, bullying is just not cool. Bullying is not okay.

Moving on

Well I really wanted to share what happened today and found this website…. This is kind of about how I came to realize that I’ve moved on.
So today I was having a bad day because of some stuff that happened in college. I decided to go out to explore the nearby cities to clear my mind. I was in a park taking a stroll while admiring the surroundings. Then someone suddenly called out to me. I turned towards that voice and there stood the people who I thought I would never meet again….. My bullies from the school. Now in school it wasn’t like I didn’t have any friends. But still I was an introvert. I preferred reading books over playing on playground. So this group of people would verbally bully me because of that. My friends from school never really helped because they were scared too and that is understandable. So we all graduated and after that I lost contact from many people including my bullies.
So back to today. Then these people that I met after 3-4 years later again started saying things like before. But surprisingly this time I laughed. They were shocked to that response. Then I took that as a chance to speak up. I said, “wow, you all haven’t changed at all. This is like school all over again. We didn’t meet each other for 3 years and I’m shocked that I’m so important to you that you noticed me. FYI I didn’t notice you guys at all. It’s good that you are still together after all this years. Well it was nice to meet you after such a long time. Cya!” And as cringey as it is I turned around showed them a peace sign and left.
This was the moment when I realized that I’ve actually moved on. The me in the past would have cried or became sad because of that. But I wasn’t like that this time. And hence my sad day turned into a happy day.