Real Teens Speak Out

Bullied all through school

It started in primary school around year 3. I’ve always been socially awkward and a lot of people think that’s weird so people never really liked me. It was just normal for me and I had my friends so it didn’t matter too much until year 6. It was embarrassing but I believed in fairies and my whole class found out and teased me about it. Looking back now it was dumb of me but I started speaking to a stranger online who helped me deal with everyone at school. I told my best friend and she told everyone. This girl then came up to me before school and started saying mean comments to me. When I left primary school in the summer holidays her and her friends started cyber bullying me and saying horrible stuff to me on text. But then when I started secondary school in year 7 I became best friends with this girl and everybody had seemed to have forgotten about year 6. But near the end of year 7 she left and I started being on my own in class and at lunch and break. The bullying started again and I started being referred to as the loner or weird. People would throw stuff at me, trip me up and say mean comments. Eventually, near the end of year 9 I moved to a different school where I became friends with a group of really nice girls and everything was great. Everyone loved me. However, in year 10 people started to bully me again. People look at me, say mean comments, throw stuff at me and make me feel worthless. Right now I’ve just started year 10 and it’s just something I have to deal with everyday but still my friends are great and I think I’m lucky to have them in my life.

giving looks

I supposedly gave a girl a dirty look and then her friend came up to me asking if i hated her and I said no then her friend said then why you giving her looks and I said am I cause I wasn’t ever since that none of the girls in my class will talk to be and I always hear them talking about me but they don’t mention my name but it’s obvious there taking about me I don’t know what to do

A boy acting as a girl

For the rest of my primary life i used to be called “pondan” Bc i act like a girl. I dont have many friends who are boys back in the day.. I had many friends who were girls. And, everytime i went to school… All the bullies will go to me and say “hey guys, its mr.girl!”.. And when it was the end of the school year, psr results were already out and i got 1A 3B and 1C.. The bullies got 5Ds or 4E 1D which was really bad for our school. And my teacher, ms. Jen, she said “see, look at him. He got higher marks than yours. Even if he is a ‘pondan’ he still gets high marks. Bc he never stops believing of who he his… He tries to change, so give him some time. Dont judge people by their faces but judge them by their heart. If You were in his situation, you call him names… What would you feel? Heartbroken, right? So, apologize to him.” Once after my teacher said that, all the bullies apologize to me and hugged me and said “we are so sorry for judging you… Can we be friends?” From that moment on, we became friends and never judge each other by their cover

My story

My school experience

It all started when I was in Primary six, I remember it so well. I had just got my indoor shoes on and was about to walk into class, one of the boys came up and touched me and another girl turned round and said “you have the A-touch” everyone burst out laughing and I looked around and burst out crying. it was probably the worst feeling ever but not the worst I have felt. The bullying started from being one boy to pretty much the whole primary class which was kind of devastating because I ended up with no friends and I couldn’t understand what I had done.

I used to sit in the corner of the playground and break my heart because I was so lonely, I also used to sit in the canteen myself while I had lunch. There was this one time I was sitting in the canteen having my lunch and my big sister E walked past and she seen me she wasn’t very happy that no teacher came over to me and asked if I was alright, she grabbed my hand and raged down to the head teachers office and we spent time in there and she knew my sister wasn’t happy at all.

I still get bullied to this day, it is honestly the worst, in June last year it was the toughest time because there was this one boy who just moved to the school and he was in my year, I never spoke to him once and I was walking home to meet my mum to go to my brothers celebration of success, I was walking down by the nursery and he was walking by with another boy and he shoved me into the side of a wall, it hurt and I honestly didn’t know what to do. That was only the start of it, this one boy has physically bullied me and also just being nasty! It has calmed down now but it was really bad at one point.

This has affected my mental health in many different ways, I suffer from really bad anxiety and I also feel down with everything that happens, my anxiety is also at its worst when I’m in school, I break down in nearly every class i am in because I just don’t want to be there I struggle. My school experience hasn’t just affected me it has also affected my family, my mum and dad have a hard time with me because I don’t explain my feelings to them I just let it out in a rage and also I don’t like going to school so we start screaming at each other, it’s a screaming match to get me out the house in the morning.

It has also affected my physical health, I have been referred from hospital on two occasions. The doctor in the hospital wrote a letter to my head teacher because he was really concerned that I have been admitted to hospital twice and both of them have been put down to stress, the head teacher got the letter and called a meeting, things were supposed to be put in place but as usual nothing happened.

Also these past few weeks I have been at my lowest point, it’s the worst that my mental health has been to be precise, my immune system has been as low as ever, have also been so low and have been quite ill, I had to take a few weeks off school because I just couldn’t handle anything and I’m still struggling right till this day.

I think through all my school experiences that I have been through it has taught me a few lessons, it’s taught me that not all friends have to live in the same place as you and also not to trust anyone except your family because it backfires . My school experience has made me realise that I’m stronger than them, it honestly breaks me why they do it but I suppose they have nothing better to do. One day I hope they grow up and realise what they put me and other people through, I also hope one day they reflect on their behaviour at school and in some way feel slightly ashamed. I hope revealing my story to others may help someone else going through the same as me.

Bad turns to better in a way

So pretty much all my life I’ve always had friends. But fourth grade is when things got bad a little bit. There was this girl. Let’s call her A. So A one day decided to gather up her friends and make a little circle outside. In this circle they would talk about me and say very mean things that would make me cry a lot. Well I told my friends and they told me they would go to the circle and pretend to be on A’s side so they could find out what they were saying about me. Well they went everyday and I started to get suspicious cause they weren’t telling me what she was saying about me. I finally found out that my friends were staying there to talk about me too. This really hurt my feelings. But luckily,two years later one of the boys in that circle changed his ways, left A and became one of my best friends. We’ll call him J. He was really popular and so because of him so was I. He always had my back and made sure I was never alone. The next year we went to different schools. I made friends at this new school but i missed J and my other best friends. Now I am in 9th grade and I go to school with J again and all my other best friends. But the problem is, J is really really really popular and he doesn’t talk to me anymore. He pushed me away and I see him in the hallways all the time but I don’t say hi because Idk if he wants to be my friend anymore.

Bullied For My Name And Haircolour

Hello, my name is J. I’m 18 now, but for years I was bullied. It started when I was 9 yrs old, your basic exclusion and teasing at that point. It wasn’t until my classmates hit puberty that the real bullying began. They started calling me ugly in many different ways. To this day I don’t know if they were right or wrong because all I see in the mirror is an ugly girl and, though my mum and grandparents insist I’m good looking, I can’t really trust the opinions of family members as they usually wouldn’t call you ugly to your face. The ugly comments continued alongside people ostracising me for being a red head and having the name J because of a famous J. I’d heard all the red head comments before, being compared to an orangutan was their favourite. But they never bothered me as much as this one. It wasn’t the name calling itself(I could’ve cared less about famous J) but how they treated me alongside it. They were constantly laughing at me, purposely excluding me and most breaks I found myself hiding and crying behind the science building. What’s worse is that the bullying wasn’t restricted to school aged children. At that point I lived in a really small country town and just about the entire town, adults and children alike, ostracised me for my name and hair colour with one man going to the extreme of banning me for the local pool.(I had done nothing to actually deserve this. I used to help them clean their pool, set up for events and always stuck to myself) Because of this I absolutely hate my name and cringe when I hear it and can never truly love the colour of my hair even though my mum constantly tells me how many people pay to get the same colour for them.
The bullying got so bad that I began thinking I suicide, started harming myself and developed an eating disorder because i had begun to hate myself over the years of bullying. I dropped out of school and did homeschooling for year nine because my mum could take me coming home from school crying every day. I went to a new school for year 10, that last shred of hope wasted and crushed when I experienced the bullying all over again just with new people and I dropped out again. Even though I know I would of killed myself, I wish I hadn’t of given them the power to make my feel as though leaving was my only option because now I’m stuck at home without a completed education and finding it incredibly difficult to get a job.
I was prompted to write this when I found an old diary entry by fourteen year old self, who wrote about wanting to commit suicide because of how horrible everyone was to her. A girl who’d never had a true friend and was constantly alone. A girl who couldn’t fathom why the world was so cruel to her. I even jokingly claim to have been hitler in my last life and that all that crap I’ve suffered through is my punishment.
I don’t really know how to end this so I won’t say that it gets better cause it hasn’t for me, I’m emotionally scarred with an inability to trust anyone and the the reason I haven’t killed myself is because I am genuinely afraid I’ll be forced to suffer even in death.
To any bullies that may be reading this, you should really take into consideration the lives you may be destroying. Some people take criticism and use it to make themselves stronger, but most times bullying causes pain to lasts for years to a lifetime. It scars a person and even leads to serious mental health issues and/or suicide. So think about that next time you call someone fat or ugly, because their reaction might be to go force themselves to puke or contemplate pulling the trigger.

3 years of the pain

I have been out through the pain for 3 years it all started in year 7 you get them girls that are always in groups the popular ones well one of them decided it would be fun to come and bully me. 3 years later it’s still happening. I have had enough of backing down allowing them to walk over me being told by teachers to ignore it but I can’t no more I am not afraid I am just finding my voice and want them to know what they have caused I am not backing down no more I’m standing my ground what goes around comes around like a yo-yo I have my own bullying page on Facebook and will be helping all you guys through the pain. People say words like they are nothing but they are everything and they don’t realise the pain a word can cause but I do reach out there is always someone there. U are loved and deserve the best in life don’t let the sad people in life bring u down your worth a lot more be brave and keep your head high I believe In you 💜😍 xx

The kids that liked to mess with me

Around this time I was in elementary in the 4th grade. There were 5 kids that messed with me and one day I was playing outside and then the bell ringed and then as I was going to enter I heared noise of paper being ripped . I then look behind me and saw the 5 kids ripping and tearing apart my books and at that point I was sad and too nervous to tell the teacher or anybody else. When all of a sudden this girl appeared and said ‘’hey did you know that the girls over there just destroyed your books?’’ The girl said, and I finally asked….. ‘’what’s your name’’. She then answered…. ‘’oh my name is v’’. And that day we would always walk home all the time until I moved.

My story

9/22/18

Hello! My name is C, I am 16 years old. This story takes place in school and on the bus. This is my story.
My story begins in school where most bullying happens. One day I’ve gone to the first day on first grade everything went fine, until lone day. Outside at recess there was a group of girls, a group of girls that thought they were better that everyone else. So they decided to threaten me by saying that if I don’t beat up someone, that was one of those girls, to prove how strong I was, that they would beat me. So I threw a punch and missed they all laughed. I ran and hid behind a slide pole. The teacher saw but did nothing.
Next two years came along, which meant on the bus to go home I go. When I got off the bus a few weeks after school started, I was called a loser by one girl. Ok before I continue why is it always girls that picked on me. Ok meanwhile, that one girl on the bus called me a loser. Do you want to know what I said, I shouted, “right back at ya.” And walked up to my house like it was nothing. Then the next day, I told her off like, “Ok listen here you think you are better but your not.” “ just stop!” Then she gave me a nasty look and sat down in her seat.
I could not believe it, I’ve won! I felt like I had power. I felt amazing. Ever since then she stopped
Well these are my short stories I have for you guys. Hope you enjoyed.

I was bullied for 2 years. It was the worst years of my life. Bullies make you feel worthless, day in day out I got called names, shouted at and taken the mick out of. They were scared of me, in the end I stood my ground and stuck up for myself. I realise not everyone is like that and confident enough to stick up for themselves but I thought, why let them idiots beat me? Why move schools because of them? Why let them get into my head when they are the worthless pathetic people? It finished about a year ago but even till this day, I still get a bit every now and then, however I have a strong selection of very supportive family and friends who get me through it. Some nights, I get dreams about the bullies trying to hurt me and I get flashbacks about some days at school, then when you wake up you know it was just a dream and they will never hurt me because they really are just scared and jelous. I just want to let people know who are being bullied, you’re not alone and don’t let them get to you because they aren’t worth it, stick your ground. Be confident and be you!