Real Teens Speak Out

How Bullying affected me

I wasn’t bullied at school, but I have a sister and a step-brother. They pick on me a lot, even though I’m the middle child. My step brother is used to being an only child and he’s kind of arrogant and doesn’t understand how some people’s feelings work I guess. I hope when we get older they will stop, but for now I can’t really do anything about it, not even tell an adult because they’ll hate me for the rest of the day and pick on me even more. Its 2 against one, like I said even though I’m the middle child.

Bullying

When I was in my old school it was all hockey people and the school didn’t offer any other sports like basketball and volleyball it was all hockey. Because I was the only kid who didn’t like hockey I got bullied and made fun of because I was Terrible at it. People would talk about me behind my back, throw my things, and hide my things around the school it was pretty bad. After staying there for 5 years I got tired of the things I had to deal with I left the school. I honestly have never shared my story till today cause my teacher made us do this online thing.

bullying has to stop

at school a girl threw a girls phone in the garbage

Bullying is a serious problem and I didn’t actually realize how bad it was until recently. It all started when I witnessed cool people in our school picking on kids that were shorter than them.

The first day of school

I was new, and i did not know anyone at the new school, i have been to a school like this, but i never got bullied, it was the day… i was excited for it too.. i walk in the doors and everyone tells me their names, and so i tell them mine, and then a girl comes up to me and asks me, ” do you wanna sit with us”, i told her sure….
During lunch…
She introduced me to the other girls, and 2 of the girls did not like me, and 2 of them did, so i joked with them, not in a bad way but in a way that they didn’t like, they told me that i joke too much… i came home…

The next day at school….
i was in school when someone i did not like told the 2 girls that did not like me that i wanted to fight…. so my day went on and i was depressed, because one of my friends heard the person tell the 2 girls that do not like me that i wanted to fight… I got a note it was from one of the girls asking lets fight at the bike racks after school… i cried literally.. i did not know if they were joking…

After school…
i go outside.. and there they are a big group of people sitting outside waiting for me and the 2 girls to fight…. i walk away with my cousin cause she was there.. and they started calling me names like scaredy cat and other inapropriate words… when i get in the car with my grandma and my cousin i tell them what happend… but they was gonna go up to the school but i told them no it will only make it worse….

The next day at school….
i walk in and during classes i had the 2 girls that do not like me in some of my classes… they told me to stop looking at them and i wasnt…

A couple months later…
it was our kindness campaign and i get a note from one of the girls who bullied me, and it says im sorry… i stared to cry when i got home but i was okay.. i was so happy…

Later on…
they started being nicer to me and i have not been so depressed like that in a while…
Just listen…
when someone bullies you i know its hard i have been through it but just trust god….

I got bullied from year 4 to 6. I didn’t really care at first but then it slowly hit me that I was being bullied. I had just moved to a new school and all I really cared about was making friends. There was this one girl who was really popular and nice. Or so I thought. I remember we were playing ‘Bloody Mary’ once and it was my go. We were playing in the music storage cupboard. I went in and switched the lights of. The room could only be locked from the outside. Just as I was saying ‘Bloody Mary’ I heard a lock click and someone laugh from the outside. I was terrified and stood frozen without a word coming out of my mouth for 10 mins, until she finally opened the door. I still trusted her though I thought she would learn from her mistakes. A day later, my class was revising for a maths test and I was the first to finish my question. I was slightly good at maths and had been doing work that people two years older then me had been doing. I decided to help the boy sitting next to me. And this obviously bothered her because she told be to dig myself into my grave, loud enough for half the class to hear. The teacher heard aswell but she didn’t care. No one cared. The only friends I had were three ppl who played re enacted fairytales with me. The same day, in English she joined my English group and because there were too many people in it, she made me leave. So I joined a different group. About a while later she threw pencils at the back of my head. Again the teacher noticed but instead of telling her of she gave me a detention for leaving pencils on the floor. This all happened in one week. I went through this for 2 years. If ur being bullied speak out because someone will listen to u and help u. Don’t make the same mistake I made and tell someone u trust.

cyber bulling

life began on a very calm site but when I moved in uk trouble just getting started. my story is about cyber bullying on a social media everyone uses Instagram. I started well sharing my life on it, but as time passes by things changed people in my school without me knowing started making fake ac on Instagram saying its me n telling people nasty rumours about me n saying stuff.some people started to hate me because they thought it was me.some didn’t.i didn’t do anything thought it would stop. One day my friend came to me and said are you having a fight with a girl afterschool. I was like no and I asked her who told you that.She told me a anouymous person had made my fake account on Instagram adding all my enemies and people who hates me. In the group that anonymous person was telling a girl that its me and wanted to have a fight. the anonymous person said that she could punch me and was waiting outside my school to have a fight.The girl texted me on my real account n said is that you I said no she didn’t believe me and I was terrified and scared.i had never been throught this situation like this.After long time I wanted to call my mum and tell her I couldn’t I was too scared. I went on my school reception and said that I was ill and needed to go home urgent they send me home.The girl posted this message on insta saying” scary little duckling”. after days my friends gave me solutions n help me get out of this thing I left all my days attending church.and was at home I even missed school days. I blocked the anonymous and the girl. I deleted all my social media and everything social on my phone. and now I don’t use any social media. now I live a happy life…….

Five words

“Go rot in ur grave”. These were the five words that changed me from a bubbling, little girl to someone who was driven to depression and anxiety. These five words ended the life that I had worked so hard to start. In a few seconds my whole existence was challenged. ‘What if I died’, I had thought multiple times over the account of two years, ‘no one would miss me so what’s the point in Living?’ I had once climbed out of my window and stood on the ledge, looked at the stone below and held that position for several minutes. It all started when I moved schools. It was in year 4 (3rd grade) and I had wanted to make friends at my new school but I decided to involve myself with the class bully. I didn’t care that she hated everyone, I only cared that she liked me. Little did I know that she was playing with my feelings. Once, I remember, she had asked one of her boy toys to spray water onto me and then push me into a puddle of mud. Another time me and my friends were playing ‘Bloody Mary’ in the music cupboard and upon the lights going out, she locked me in, only to laugh at my screams of fright and open the door a few minutes later. But little did I care. By now almost everyone was on her side no one wanted to associate with me, leaving me to re-enact ‘ever after high’ with my only three friends every break and lunch. Another event that sits clearly in my mind is the guy who made fun out of my background. I was 1/4 Chinese attending a school where no one was Chinese. I told my mum and she went on to tell his mum and this only made my life worse. Because I had ‘snitched’, I had to endure name calling Multiple times each week. But still I didn’t care. Fast forward a few days to me revising for my first test at my new school. It was a maths test. I used to live and breathe for maths and I was quite good at it, if I do say so myself. At the age of 9 I was doing work that the school offered to 11 year olds. Let’s just say this did not settle well with my fellow pupils. My whole table had been given a difficult maths equation and I had been first to solve it. I was just helping my partner when my bully said- loud enough for half the class to hear- “go rot in ur grave”. I knew I was slowly reddening as the class simultaneously laughed. I slowly sunk into Depression after. My lowest point must have been when my bully had joined the group I was in for an English project, made me leave and then threw pencils at me from the other side of the rooms. No one cared. Not even the teacher. The teacher had just ignored me when I had told her of my situation and went on to shout at me for leaving ‘pencils on the floor’. Funny thing is I never cried once during all this. I faced this for two years until year 6 ended and I was able to move onto secondary school. And in secondary school everything changed. I wasn’t bullied, instead, for a few months into year 7, I was the bully and I cried at the littlest of things. If ur reading this and u’ve experienced something along these lines or maybe even worse, don’t hold back and speak up.

Bullying is something I’ve experienced since the past 2 years now. Everyone says it’s gonna get easier it just doesn’t seem like it and it’s so hard to deal with. People say I understand, I get it but I just feel they don’t. Getting bullied has gotten worse for me this year it’s a long story that i’m Not going to explain but I’ve been physically and verbally bullied and my school won’t do anything about. But what I’m trying to say is it’s hard and it’s not ok my life has been turned upside down

You are stronger than they are

I am not a teenager but I was badly bullied right through school. Today something happened that brought it all back. 20 years ago I was one of those kids that always seemed to be the target of bullies. No matter how hard I tried to fit in I always seemed to be getting it wrong. I swear I could not go a day without something happening, not a single day without somebody making it clear how ugly, useless, stupid, unpopular and basically worthless I was. The worst part was how adults facilitated it. In fact they were that bad they may as well have joined in, from the teachers “oh no that child would never do that” to the parents “my precious little angel it the kindest creature on earth and would never bully another child”. Then there were the adults who saw what was happening but didnt want to get involved, on buses, in the street, in school so many just walked past and pretended not to see anything. Its hell am not going to lie to you and prattle on about sticks and stones because I remember having that garbage said to me. What I can tell you is that if you are anything like me you will be better people than these kids will ever turn out to be. I know because I have seen how the kids who bullied me have turned out. Because you know what it is like to be treat cruelly you won’t become cruel yourselves. You won’t be an adult who thrives on the misery of others because you know what its like to be made miserable by others. You wont be one of those adults who sees a kid being bullied and walks on by because you know how it feels.
I would love to give you some amazing advice that will make them stop but you cannot be responsible for or control other peoples behaviour. I look back now and honestly wonder how I made it through but I did and became a far better person than the kids that bullied me and so will you. Oh and the thing that got me thinking about it was a few bullies from my childhood tried to cyber bully me today. Yep sometimes they don’t grow out of it but they become more and more ridiculous with age.