I hate epic games and my friends that say im not good 🙁
Since seventh grade has started for me I met these new friends that were loud and obnoxious. The only reason why I decided to hang out was them because they were very talkative. After a while, I realized that they were only using me for answers to anything and ended up calling me an answer sheet. After they started to accuse me of everything just so that they were not in trouble, I decided to end our so called friendship. After I ended it they decided to cyber bully me texting me inappropriate names and phrases until I blocked both of them. After it got really serious when they would slam a chair into me or throw shoes at me during gym I decided to go straight to the assistant principal and wrote a report. To this day, they have no friends but each other and still pick on me. Although that I am currently dealing with this situation, I learned that nobody should follow the crowd when you are born to stand out for who you are. I hope that this story helped you because I followed them for half of the school year as a “friend. “ Now I hang out with my friends from years back which helped me get the strength to push back and ignore them because without them I am a happier person.
I lived in Tyler Texas my whole life. When we moved to a small town in Lubbock. I was excited for my new start. I tried to make friends and I did. 4th grade was amazing I was popular and friendly. People would love to come over and hang out. By 5th grade people changed their opinions about me and hurt me mentally and physically. I cared what they had to say. The would hurt me again and again. By 6th grade I was depressed. My best friend started to become friends with my bullies. She played me and hurt me because she knew all my secrets. She cat fished me until I caught on and stopped. Only it was too late. People around the whole school begin to bully and hurt me mentally and physically and emotionally. I was pushed around and kicked. They would not let me sit with them because I was white. My friend who had betrayed me was moving because she was starting to get bullied because of me. She ditched me along with every one who was feeling the same way. I tried out for cheer and began to think about what people told me and decided to prove them wrong. In the long run I made cheer. People didn’t encourage me. I was suicidal and depressed for the whole year. That summer I didn’t hang out with my friends because I didn’t have any. People would hang out at the park by my house and would knock on my door and run. In 7th grade my depression was gone. And I began to feel better. I started eating again and felt at home. Then a girl moved to the school and tore a part my life once again. I didnt let her get to me until she called me names. I realized that really no one liked me. I then began to think and told myself I wouldnt leave my family. I quit basketball and softball. I couldn’t let cheer slip through my hands. I had to prove them wrong. With all my might I swear that I would be me. Till this day I can’t have full confidence in myself because of those people and now…now they are eating my dust.
I’m in 7th grade and i haven’t had the easiest childhood. Recently I was put on anti depression medications. I told my best friend what was going on and she told everyone. People keep coming up to me and calling me a attention craver, I’m not an attention craver. I really didn’t even want to tell anyone. People don’t understand that depression isn’t a choice. Its not something you can always control. Its like you have a person inside your head telling you how to feel and when. I don’t want attention, you didn’t show me any before so why would i need it now.
I’m in 8th and I’m 14. On Monday night a girl messaged me and kept saying something in capital letters I didn’t know what she meant to say so I kept asking what it meant. Eventually, she told me what it was but I kept telling her it wasnt true. Then Wednesday I went to lunch and people were laughing at me so I left and felt sick. Thursday I didn’t eat I left and cried and then carried on. During social studies I saw all the girls on a doc messaging about it it made me sick and upset so I went to the bathroom and cried. People asked me what happened and what did you do now I’m in school and its still going on.
So bacially, I fell out with a friend 2 months ago over a silly little argument and then we became bestfriends again although she has been blanking me but FaceTiming and texting all the people in our school group (wasn’t just me who fell out with her) it was other people but she is fine with them!! It makes me super upset the other day we was all invited too a party and then 4 all got dressed together but I was the only one who never got invited ! Let alone I have people bullying me outside of school we’re my mum has had to ring the police! Do that’s all I need. Would you say it’s bullying??
my friend called me trash at fortnite
So just I got bullied by some kids. They made fun of my voice.
I finally thought 8th grade was gonna be a good year. It wasnt. I was first called fat, stinky, dumb, and lots of curse words. I went to school with my hair wet one day because I took a shower that morning ( I normally shower at night). This kid asked if I knew about a blow dryer for my hair Then it all got worse when this kid kicked me and now him and his friend are bullying me for lying about it even though it happend and they laugh at me in class when I stutter or get an answer wrong. There has been times when I went to the bathroom in tears. But the only way to have that torment stop is to go to an adult. Even if your scared. I didnt and it got worse and worse.
While driving down the street near my school 4 boys I have never seen before pulled alongside of my car and motioned for me to roll down the window. I did, thinking they were lost or something. That’s when one of them yelled out, “You’re f***ing ugly!” Then all four of them laughed like it was the funniest thing they’ve ever heard. I had no idea who they were and was really hurt and baffled that they took time out of their day to be so cruel and horrible to someone. I felt disgusting and raced home where I cried alone in my room, too embarrassed to tell anyone about what had just happened. My self-esteem never recovered and I still feel terrible about the way I look because of them.