When I was in 5th grade my normal lunch table was packed so I had to sit with someone else. It ended up being the “popular” kids. I tried to keep to myself because I knew some of them liked to make fun of me and I hoped I wouldn’t be noticed. Unfortunately, they did notice me. One of the kids whispered, “I’m going kick her Chinese ass back to Beijing”. I’m not sure if he meant for me to hear or not. It was kinda obvious because he looked at me.
looking back at second grade at the end of the year, I noticed my friends trying to be show offs and trying to purposely always say I lied about doing youtube secretly even if I actually did. Moving on to 3rd grade things got more serious and that’s when my bullying started appearing and happening. This girl named M was mostly like the leader of her group and she would hurt my feelings. Once I didn’t even hear her say this, “Why is everyone going around her even if she isn’t that cool” and her friends were secretly saying yes and agreeing so I wouldn’t know. Next thing I know I step into 4th grade and so then that’s where I got the moments of depression…. every day when I came back from school you maybe notice a bruise but I hide it so then at nights I would cry hoping that the bullying would stop but it never happened. Once I went through 5th and 6th grade I started to hurt myself. Moving on to 8th grade which where I am now. I try not to be bullied, I sometimes don’t even stand up for myself which makes me left beat up or hurt. I’ll continue my story sooner or later… gotta go before I get catced on my phone in class😐
“Hello” was the first word I spoke to my peers, I am a Freshman in high school and I have attempted suicide multiple times due to bullying. I said hello and the person (the future bully) said hello back. We started talking and soon we had each told each other a little bit about ourselves, I am a Latino, and I am a huge nerd. This person was a very athletic and popular person. They soon began to start bullying me, first was simple name calling, it didn’t bother me too much, then the racial slurs, threats, social humiliation, and it just got worse and worse every day. I’d go to my school about it and they’d say things were being done but nothing really happened. Eventually, it became too much for me to handle, I kept feeling like I was worthless, a burden, and I tried to kill myself. Word spreads fast in high school and eventually, people learned about my attempt. At first, I thought that this would lead to more people bullying me, but it had a reverse effect, almost as if me nearly ending my life was a wake-up call to the real world. The year is now almost over, and while it has been rough, I now stick up for those who I see getting bullied.
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