Real Teens Speak Out

The Key to Happiness That Was Once Broken

When I was in elementary school, I was the average kid: playing, laughing, and living. I had friends to hang out with all the time and school became one of my happy places. When my first day of middle school began, all the happiness I once had inside slowly faded, and my personality began to crumble. My smile was no more; instead, it was part of an emotionless face that wouldn’t budge even a single muscle. My body was sluggish and reluctant toward the prison that was my school. My eyes welled up with tears as I constantly heard taunts all around me because of my appearance and nothing more. This was partially my fault, as doing nothing and being a “good student” would supposedly save me from the other students that would torment me again and again. After three whole years of the bullying, I finally moved to another state when I finally reached high school, and I found my key to happiness once more. I actually had friends that I could rely on and laugh with and they thought the same. I was happy to arrive at school once again and participated in extracurricular and co-curricular activities. Because of the friends and teachers I gained, I was able to be the person I used to be, and I transformed into a light in other people’s lives. Some claimed that I saved them, but I owe them for bringing me salvation from my past. Everyone has a key of their own; however, that key can unlock the lights in others around them that create a chain reaction to create even more lights that can shine as bright as the stars in the pitch black night sky.

A Bully’s Lesson

I started sixth grade alongside my best friend, who had a history of making fun of certain other kids and expected me to be her back-up. She’d start telling someone that no one liked them, then want me to say I hated them as “proof”, for example. This behavior made me uncomfortable, but I went along with it because, well, she was my best friend and always nice to me. As time went on, this narrowed to basically bullying one other girl in particular.
Our class had a pet rabbit who everyone was obsessed with, and, one day, someone left the hutch open so the rabbit got out into the school. Our teacher said unless whoever had left it open came forward, we would all get in trouble because the rabbit might have gotten hurt. No one did, so our entire class had to eat at our desks for lunch then stay there through recess. (The rabbit was found, by the way, and it was fine). But my best friend whispered to me that the girl we “hated” had probably done it and that I should say I saw this happen. I didn’t see it happen and I was hesitant to lie to the teacher about this, but my best friend and some of our other friends convinced me to. So later that day, I went to our teacher and said that I “didn’t want to get anyone in trouble, but I saw (the girl) leave the rabbit out of its hutch when we were leaving for music class”.
The teacher quietly pulled that girl out into the hall, and I don’t know what all happened, but we heard her crying after a while. My friends spread the word that it was that girl’s fault we had all gotten in trouble and now she was crying because she had wanted us to suffer “her” consequences. 12-year-olds don’t need much to go on, so everyone apparently believed us. People started swapping stories about dishonest or wrong things they had observed the girl doing in the past, most of which were probably not true, but by the time she and the teacher came back in, the rest of our class was turned against that girl.
I’m sure getting bullied by the few of us wasn’t exactly enjoyable in the first place, but now people would purposefully exclude her, steal and hide her things, etc. There was this rumor that she wanted to change schools, but her parents wouldn’t let her because we only had six months until the end of elementary school for good, anyway. There were a couple kids who had been friends with the relevant girl, and they got teased somewhat because of this relationship—at least one stopped hanging out with the girl to avoid being associated with her.
Then, finally, I got called into the principal’s office, something that had never happened to me before. I had a very “girl next door” reputation, so I was scared what possibly could have gotten me into ~serious~ trouble.
It turned out that the teachers, principal, etc had pinpointed me as the “ringleader” of tormenting this girl. My immediate impulse was to deny it because I was just going along with what other people were doing, but the more I thought and talked about it, I came to realize I was one of the main “bullies”. This probably seems obvious to anyone reading this story, but idk I had always thought of myself as a really good person? And now it was as though I might not be. I had to have this conference with my family, which was super embarrassing for me, and I had to write the girl an apology letter, meet with the guidance counselor a few times, etc. I regretted what I had done.
My best friend, though, who also got in trouble, wanted to basically redouble our efforts against the girl because it was “her fault”. This was the first time I had a big fight with that friend and, afterwards, I was suddenly on the outside. It was as though if I didn’t go along with the stuff she did, she wouldn’t be my friend, and all our other friends went along with her. I found myself feeling lonely and persecuted and felt incredibly guilty that I had been integral in making someone else feel this way times ten. I tried to reach out to the girl I had bullied, but she (understandably) didn’t want to interact with me. I don’t know what happened to her after the year ended.
In Junior High, I basically became a better person, or I at least started paying real attention to how I act toward others. I like myself and I’m happy with my friends and life now, but I’ve learned you can never change the past. So, what I did to that girl will always have happened. I guess what the point of telling this story is that you should be careful how you treat people no matter what is or isn’t going on with you.

The bullies on my bus.

Whenever I get on the bus when I’m going to school or whenever I’m going home, people just seem to pick on this guy, who I’m just going to call Jeremy. He was a ginger with a ton of freckles, but I got along with him very well, whenever he just said something other people in his grade would just say “Shut up, no wonder nobody likes you!” And I started to feel bad for him. The people who made fun of him were obviously just trying to get attention by picking on somebody who everybody thinks of as weak. One day I finally spoke up and they just said “Nobody cares about your opinion, Payton. We’re going to bully him no matter what!” I haven’t told the principal yet, because I’m afraid it will cause drama. He was always down to play with friends in the neighbourhood, but sometimes they can never go out because of dinner and other stuff. I don’t like how everybody just picks on him because everybody thinks he’s the stupidest person in the school. One day a guy who I’m going to call Dan one made him very angry and Jeremy then just attacked him, everybody thought Dan was the person who deserved sympathy so they pushed Jeremy away and called him many mean words.

Losing friends because of rumors

I don’t know if this is bullying or not but i had a friend who kept talking to people. the friend and i dated for a little bit but then we broke up because of an issue. after we broke up he started to go for my friends. One of the friends was a freshman and he was a senior. the freshman told me he liked her and wanted to ask her out. she said no to him and that day his brother texted me saying that he was not gonna be my friend anymore because i “was spreading rumors which i wasn’t” then i called him and he was like yes you did, i dont know what to do because i’m losing friends from this one person.

I Want to be Bullied

Not really a story, more of a problem. I’ve been bullied three times in my life and those are my favorite memories. One of those moments being currently. It doesn’t bother me, I love it. It’s not normal and I don’t want to love it. Honestly, it’s the think I look forward to the most when I go to school. Seeing the bully, and him being mean to me. I remember last year I had a different bully and I was always disappointed when he didn’t show up. I’d mask it and pretend I was happy so no one would judge me. I don’t understand why I’m so happy when this happens to me. We aren’t friends either, they always hated me and made it clear by hitting and cussing at me. I have fun being bullied and I want the fun in that to stop.

Bullied as a kid, now an adult, still living the nightmare

I was bullied in highschool, it was an constant ordeal that I never could understand, the bullying got so bad at times I used to fake Illnesses to get out of school early or simply not goto school at all. I was hit , I was picked on, laughed at, constantly put down, I had my locker broken into and my work and things stolen or destroyed. School became such a problem with being bullied I ended up transferring to another school district all together, but by then all the pain and suffering from being bullied followed me to the new school. I ended up missing so much school and losing interest in going to school all together, and believe me I was a good kid, I studied and got good grades, I had many friends but nothing helped the fact I was so paranoid and afraid all the time of being around people I eventually dropped out of school and at the same time I was seeing a psychiatrist and put on medications dealing with depression and aniexty ever since I was 15 years old. I still have not gotten over my past, it still haunts me, I still feel anger and get frustrated for having to deal with that at a very young age.  I just wish it never happened , I didn’t deserve it, no kid does, I have read the news of children committing suicide over being bullied and this should not be going on, children shouldn’t have to fear going to school, it’s horrible that this is still going on, maybe if it’s stopped at a young age there won’t be so much irreversible damage so they can move on and grow up and have success as they grow into young adult hood. Not sure if my story will even help or if it really even makes sense, there is more to my story then I’d like to share because it hurts so much to even think about it or even really wanna discuss it, it was hard enough to even do this. But I do hope maybe sometime in time that bullying will stop, no one deserves to be treated like they are less then nothing , shouldn’t have to feel hopeless or scared of being in school or any where. But more people need to know the short and long term effects about bullying on a single individual because it can really damage your soul, your heart and mind. I would not wish this situation or my situation on anyone. I just only wish it never happened and now was allowed to pursue my dreams and attend school, and learn about life and build for a strong future and have a career waiting for me later in life and not to be mentally ill and have to relive my past over and over again.

I have been bullied ever since I started school at 4 years old. This girl took my best friend away from me and I had no friends to play with. I moved house and moved school. Everything was alright until I was 11, then a girl younger me said I was a baby and called me names. I cried all afternoon. My Mum got involved and the girl apologized. A few months later, I had quite a bit of facial hair above my lip (I’m a girl) and this boy I sat next to in class always said I had a mustache. He kept saying that a lot. I started to become self conscious and I began thinking I was ugly. Then this girl said I had a mustache and I looked like a walrus (I don’t know how I looked like a walrus). I cried a lot that day. To this day, I am getting it removed. It didn’t stop. When I was 13, this girl was saying how I was so stupid and my laugh was terrible. Then later in the year, she said how my fashion sense was terrible and I wore too much makeup. I only wore concealer, mascara and natural eyeshadow. I spend like a month thinking that I was ugly and it lowered my self esteem. I’m still in school and thankfully there’s been no more bullying. I hope this never happens to you.

BULLYS

i get bullied a lot because i am not like the other kids. i am my own person and i am not afraid to show it… well this group of girls are judging me because i am happy with my life right now and they dont wanna see me happy i been too many places to help me and they dont do anything. schools say they will not let bullying go on then why am i getting bullied why are all these girls / and guys posting about getting bullied. this isn’t okay i was to the point where i was thinking life wasn’t worth it… still sometimes do. these girls pushed me down steps , they spread rumors they would just run their mouth and talk all this crap but when it came down to it they would not do a single thing. the one girl keep saying she was gonna beat me up so i waited and waited for it to happen never did. i dont understand why schools are so ” we are anti-bullying” we are against bullying but they let it go on that is the worst place to be….a lot of people get bullied about it like me and all you others on here!!!!!!!!!!!! we need to put an end to the bullies.

Hi I was bullied by boys in my school. I was in art when a group of boys turned on me when I dropped a little bit of water on this boy’s blazer and work I said sorry but they didn’t care they told me watch after lesson. They waited for me to come out of class and 3 boys kicked me and pushed me down the stairs and everyone just stood there and laughed at me. they call me names as I have learning Different they will call me dumb, ugly stupied, pineapplehead No one likes you And more. And this got worse. I had this girl as a friend she was a year older den me and at the time we were close anyway I thought we were until this other girl in my year who I started to hung out with texted her saying I don’t need her and she started sending me rude text messages den someone told the teacher that I was getting rude message from this girl from the other year group. They kicked her out my of school from bullying me. And this didn’t stop from her she saw me one day on road them she blame me for her getting kicked out of school and saying how I was Chating about her to this boy in my school when I didn’t so she pulled my hair and kept kicking me and punching me she was with this other girl that was telling her that was another and to stop even some woman saw it walking by and said we should be figting like this I thought so lonely I couldn’t stop Crying I didn’t tell my parents about it I thought I couldn’t I felt so depressed that’s my story of my childhood in school and how it got worse by not talking out to stop it from carrying on
So I tell anyone that is going through or have been bullied I had i did don’t sit and do nothing trust me it won’t go anyway as much you think it would just go away and want it to it want just like that you will have to do something about it stand up to bullying!!!
Everyday of my life i think about it and ask my self why did they pick on me what was it because I was different I still don’t know the answer.

I don’t know who its is and i need help

I get cyberbullied by people and I don’t know who it is because it is on an anonymous website they call me fat and ugly,say I’m weird and cringy, call me a lesbian, say that my boyfriend is cheating on me, say that I’m not worth it cause I was a mistake. My mum found out but I told her I was fine but I’m not I wanna kill myself and go on a diet just so I can be good enough for them. I need someone’s help I don’t know what to do I hate myself and this world!!!!!