Real Teens Speak Out

attack by brothers

my brother called me names like elf and midget. They said that I was a mistake and that my birthmother should have had an abortion when I was still in her womb. They made me talk to strangers online. They said that I was uglier that a pile of cow dung.

Bullied To Tears

I minded my own business in 8th grade, just doing as I was told. One day an kid I didn’t like (insults me all the time) took away my backpack and change of clothes. He then preceded to fling me across the hallway and slam me against the wall. I suffered a concussion and I was unconscious for several hours. He was dealt with (suspension & police involvement) and I still see him every day now, and I just ignore him.

My fake friend

Hi my name is Deborah and I had a fake friend. I knew this girl since second grade we have been childhood friends. And then once I started 6th grade I was happy. But that once changed in 7th grade she had these two friends that I didnt like It was a girl and a guy. Her guy friend would always talk about me and would always be fake and rude to me. I told my friends and family but no one believed me except my two friends. I had a new friend her name was Ann and I could already tell he didnt like her. And the girl I dont like she to me seems like a follower when I was at my algebra class my childhood friend told her to hit my head and she did just that. My childhood friend she just started to not be nice to me and I thought I was the only one there were many other like me and they were being fake to My childhood friend and her other two friends. And know I dont know if I should tell the councilor or just ignore them.

Be kind.

I was a quiet kid in junior highschool; maybe this was why my so-called friends saw me as an easy target. No one knew I was being bullied because they do that in our circle, and I was stuck with this group because my chairmate is one of them, so i had to tag along. I weighed 47 kg yet one of them called me fat. Getting no fight, because i just can’t bring myself to be hard on them, they continue to made fun of almost everything I did. The cycle continued for a year, until I got to the point where I am afraid of going to school. When I entered to senior highschool, I was completely reborn. And college did me okay too. But although I have a happier live and better friends now, the effect still hits me everyday. I grew up having sensitive heart, where the slightest insult can bring me into sorrow. Sometimes I’m still afraid of people; of socializing; afraid of people making fun of me. I still secretly cry now and then; after a harsh day, when people said unintendedly insulting joke of me, or when I’m just too afraid to go out and meet people. I’m a sociable person yet I still feel all that. That feeling never really left. That’s why, be kind to everyone. You’ll never know what words can do to someone’s life.

everything started in the 5th grade (i’m in 9th grade now). i was a new student at my school and i thought i would’ve fit in nicely but i was wrong. everyone made fun of the way i looked or acted. that killed my self confidence for the rest of my life. for years i tried to change for everyone else but i was still ignored and neglected. i thought joining sports would help me with the whole bullying thing. i started to play football in the 5th grade and i thought this would help me gain popularity but it caused everything to be worse i was everyone’s test dummy and no one liked me. now i stay at home and watch videos that make me happy on youtube or movies on netflix that make me happy because i have no friends and my family doesn’t believe a word i say.

bulling

i have got bullying in my life at school …………………..

Hit after Hit

Ever since I moved to South Carolina, I have been bullied. I moved to South Carolina when I was in 2nd grade a guy in my class made a Club to be mean to me. This continued all through elementary school. In 5th grade I had multiple people come up to my face and tell me nothing hated me a girl also spread a rumor that I had lice. When I went to middle school, I thought it would be a new beginning, but I was wrong. All three years I was there people talked bad about me. And now this year my 9th-grade-year people are pouring their sprite on me because I will not do their homework. And on top of all of this, I have ADHD dyslexia and anxiety disorder.

It started in middle school. People was bullying me and still to this day 2 years later they still are. They mostly bullied me because my forehead is bigger than everyone else’s but to be honest I don’t think it’s a big deal. People call me ugly and I just don’t understand why because to me I feel like I’m pretty. I think it’s sometimes a joke and that they don’t mean it but it has been going on for so long that I don’t think it’s a joke anymore. Sometimes I think that no one will like me and that I will never stop being talked about. I just hope things get better overtime cause I can’t take this pain anymore. And the funny thing is that the only people that talk about me is the boys. The girls think I’m perfectly fine but the boys think I’m just so ugly and I don’t know why.

Bullied at campus

I caught a girl cheating using her phone during exam. I also told on her to professor. She hides her phone in pencil case. But she said she was turning off  the alarm. However, why did she turn off the alarm while the phone is in her pencil case? And I don’t know why, all class member are attacking me and threatens me death or leave school.
My parents forbid me to leave. They also called me bullied me and they wished I never exist.

Hence, her boyfriend also attacking me. Despite I already apologize that girl, she still attacks me and demands me to fell on her knees.

No professor/teacher is on my side.

I have been cutting myself for many weeks.I have no one.

People judge me for everything

Be confident

When I was in 6th grade, I was bullied by this boy he called me fatty and sir because I was overweight and tall for a girl I thought I was pretty and he just brought me self esteem down it hurt me a lot so I feel into depression but then I realized that I don’t need his opinions about me I’m thick not fat I’m tall and I should embrace that I still struggle with my self esteem but I’m getting a bit better every day.