I have been friends with this girl since kindergarten. Lately she has been getting very angry at me, and taking out all of her anger from on me. It causes so much drama and stress in my life. I was talking with my teacher yesterday about everything that has been going on. She made me realize that this is emotional abuse. My “best-friend” used me as a punching bag too. I have now removed myself from the situation. It will be hard not having her as my best-friend, but it is for the best.
Hi cannot tell my name but I have a really bad bullying story.So this guy let’s call him Din, Din was an okay person.He was 14 when I was 10.So i should tell u guys something.i love football. I was good at football and won many prizes.so one day me and din and a couple of other friends were playing football when the ball went out of bounds. I had gone to pick up the ball when Din comes near me and spits on me.I felt disrespected and angry and started crying. After the incident I told my parents and they told me to call his parents to tell them what happened. After i told them what had happened,her mom made him tell me sorry.I was actually kind of relieved because the whole thing would have blown away quick.But, that did not happen he told all my friends that I had complained about the incident and started teasing me.Then the next month mont when he physically injures me and I start crying. I have. a couple of other friends who I can always call, for help but due to these incidents I do understand should I trust them or not????.
All my life I have been overweight. As far as I can remember I have been quite fond of eating my whole life. I cannot a single moment without some sort of food in my mouth. However due to this I have become extremely overweight. I am also very dark in skin color and so everyone has taken to calling me doodie. This verbal torment has brought me to a melting point.
STOP BULLYING !!!!!!!!!
It all started when I was in 8th grade.I was hanging out with my friends and having fun.Then I found out I was gay I thought that my friends would be there with me but they stopped being my friends and left me in the dirt.But then they would tell there friends and the friends would tell everybody else.Til everyone in the school heard that I was gay.I would be followed home get beat up in the hallway.Everyday at school all people would say to me was faggot.I would be so hurt that I would just stay in the back of the class with my hood on ignoring what anybody said.Til one day it was a Friday the 13th I begged my parents to not let me go to school.But they didn’t know what was going on at school.I had gym that day and all the boys gathered around me while I was getting ready to leave.I was trapped in a corner and beaten til blood came dripping from my nose and lip.My eye was swollen and purple I was bruise all over me.They wouldn’t stop until the coach came in pulling them off of my dead like body.I was lying on the floor crying and all I could see was the people who beat me up laughing pointing at me thinking that it was funny.Then one kid pushed the coach off of me and started kicking me in the stomach til I started choking on my blood.The coach got up and pushed the kid off me.The coach the called 911 to get me help because I started to black out.Before my eyes close I see everyone laughing and pointing and saying he’s just faking it he’s not hurt.Then my eyes closed.When I woke up I was in a small emergency room that was covered in penguin wallpaper.I was covered in bruise and all I could feel was pain.My parents where arguing saying that they should of never let me go to school and that they should of listen to me.I didn’t want to hear their conversation so I tried to get up and go to the bathroom but all I could feel was extreme pain in my stomach and arms. Later there in the hospital bed hating the fact that I was gay.I was hoping that my body would just fail on me and I would die.But now I’m glad that it didn’t.I had three broken rib cage and a broken arm and wrist.If it wasn’t for the coach I could of died in the gym locker room.I am proud to say that I have gotten over that moment in my life.
When I Was In Primary School [I Moved Schools In Year 3] I Was Bullied. When I Was In Prep The Bullies Pinned Me And Put A Shovel To My Neck; They Where Grade 6’s. They Threatened To Kill Me Due To My Family Blood. 🙁 It Was Hard But Now I’m Happy! I Have A Great Friend In High School! He Is Kind And Fun To Be With. But I Will Forever Remember That Moment
I know my name doesnt make sense,ive put it in a code.Im really secretive. im 13 and im a girl.I dont think like most 13 year olds and tend to think like children from old victorian times,and just think that some people my age these days have half a brain of a monkey and couldnt fight for their life.Anyway i was judged on the app Sarahah which i think is a useless website for people thats basically brainless to care about what people think about themselves.Now i dont have sarahah but it was on my friends account and she got 50 notifications about me and this was one of the reasons why she doesnt want to be my friend anymore.Basicaly everyone wants to change who i am and im not letting them.It really annoys me but i dont care anymore.I dont care that im not popular because status shouldnt be anyones priority.I was bullied the same way when i was 4 and cried so hard but now theyre making a fool of themselves because i dont care.No one should change you but yourself if you want to.Everyone has a reason to be here and is breath taking.Love yourself <3
I was bullied during middle school. My so-called “friend” would always say that I’m stupid, dumb, annoying, or ugly. One time she invited me to her Harry Potter birthday party. We were watching Fantastic Beasts when I said something about one of the background characters. She said “shut up you big fat mouth nobody wants to hear your stupid voice”. I felt so hurt and betrayed that I started to cry. Some of her other friends started to laugh until the girl that I was sitting next to stood up for me. Then, I felt so grateful that I actually had somebody that cared about me. From then on, she became my true friend. My old “friend” still bullies us but we still stand up to her everyday. It doesn’t seem to end.
Today at school one of my friends was being bullied, one of the bullies broke his phone. I wasnt there when it happened, but I saw him crying about his phone being broken because they were bullying him over a phone and he’s poor. I wish I was there because I would of stood up for him. He lives with his mom and his little sister, they’re a really poor family and I feel so bad about getting a new phone knowing his is broken and he can’t get a new one. I would love to be able to see a smile on his face when you get him a new Galaxy S9 with some of my help. It would also give him an opportunity to take good photos (he loves photography). I can’t believe that people can be so cruel to other people.. It makes me sick..
when I was in 4th grade I was bullied for not having enough brain to fit into the star section. And even the teacher is useless I know she dislikes me but put me some justice girl! Anyway they threatened to put ants in my bag and order my seatmate boy to punch me! I know I have low intelligence but I don’t deserve this. This is how I can prove that I can be the smarter they are wrong they cannot put me in the trash just because i don’t have the smarts. I will prove them I cannot just be stupid girl they used o think, bully. I will outsmart them!