Real Teens Speak Out

The school doesn’t do anything to help.

The time i got assulated has changed my life so much from not feeling safe at school and having to move into a new school didtrict. One day in class I asked a question that was ” are we allowed to bring backpacks into homeroom” and after that question this one girl had her backpack and the teacher gave her a really bad look and told her to go put it in her locker. when the girl came back from her locker she said “go to hell’ and fuck off” and that makes me feels very bad about myself. So then we get to lunch her and a group off friends came up to me and threatened to slap me flipped me off and said more stuff like that . Then one day a girl came up behinde me and shoved me to the ground and held me there for a few minutes. Then the next time she did something to me was at lunch and she came up behinde me and chocked me and hit me on the head with a book. As that was going on i was telling my dean and the principal and they said that they were going to deal with them and the person that got in trouble was me.

The “you tell, you’re a snitch” culture is still so prevalent
When I was in high school, a popular upperclassman took photos of the textbook/powerpoint on his phone in front of the whole table (the teacher wasn’t looking) and during the test, took out his phone and proceeded to use it for the entire rest of the class period. I saw him take the photos, and his phone even made a Siri sound during the test. This is a common occurrence at my high school.

I didn’t want to tell the teacher because I was scared that the cheater would proceed to rally his friend group to ostracize me. My friends encouraged me to, and in the end I did.
I was so scared to even show my face at school after that, for the following weekend I spent almost every waking minute worrying about what would happen.

Alone

You found your way onto this site, because you feel so alone and want some closure, just like me. I’d been bullied all my life. I had always been different, the smart one, the “rich” one, the unathletic one, the “weird one”. Since I was little, people would laugh at me, call me names, make me feel isolated, and make me feel worthless. I’ve been called every name imaginable. People who I think are my friends will say something completely out of the blue that hurts me so much. Bullying is real. People call me fat, ugly, stupid, weird, they make fun of me for everything imagineable, riding horses, being a vegetarian, having a clothing business, not playing other sports, and etc. People laugh at everything I say. They make up rumors that I like certain guys, they ruined my life. The more successes I have in my life, the nastier they became. And, at school, I’m completely alone. I can trust no one, that’s what bullying does to you, It takes a part of yourself you cherish, and turn It ugly and dark. So if some beautiful soul somewhere in the world is reading this, I want you to know that you are not alone, no matter how much you feel like you are. We all have those insecurities, it’s a hard time, but you are so strong, and so wonderful. Just remember, you aren’t what they say you are. I am not weak, I am not weird, I am not ugly, I am not worthless.

I don’t know them anymore

One day I fell out with my friends, they all left me. I didn’t know what I did wrong. It was like the only thing I lived for was gone when they started bullying me. They never spoke nicely to me. There were rumours about me going around school. I would get angry at home. It wasn’t me. They continuously came up to me and harassed me. It was killing me. I was not the same as I used to be. This was happening for about 3 mounths. It finally came to Halloween. This was the day I built my walls higher than ever before. They did a live video on Instagram and I joined it. I was stupid. They were teasing me on that too. They were telling me to die, I tried to block it out. This couldn’t be happening. They were telling me to trip and break my neck. I was crying out for this girl I knew so well who was with them to stop them but she joined in. I didn’t want to live anymore. The bullying still continues. But what did I ever do wrong? They aren’t the same people I used to know.

Bullied

Hi my names fatima I’m a Muslim girl who wears a hijab. I’m 13 years old and hears my story. I used to live in Ohio but me and my family decided to move here in California. I moved here and I was in 5th grade. I was friends with a group of girls who were all Mexican. They always talked about me behind my back. I found out that they called me really mean names. They called me ugly, Indiana Jones, fat ass, a bitch, and they told me to put my head into the toilet. I have also been bullied here at my school my first year in middle school a sixth grader. I was at my locker and to girls came up to me and called me a man because I was wearing a scarf. This year I heard two boys talking about me and my scarf and calling me an isis. I wanna let you guys all now that just because you see a Muslim woman wearing a scarf or a Muslim man it doesn’t mean we’re isis . You can’t judge people by their religion. Every religion in this world is unique. Let bullying stop today. Let it stop right now. Many people become suicidal because of bulling. STOP BULLYING PEOPLE BIG BULLIES.

The American

This happened in my middle school life. First, I’m going to make it clear that I’m mexican, but I learned english as my first language, and from this day, I still have an accent on my spanish. So when I started middle school, we had some new classmates me and my brother, so I thought that it would be my chance to make new friends. But in my second year of middle school, a lot of bullying started. We couldn’t talk, because people would make fun of whatever we said, and whenever I defended my brother, I would end up being teased more. And no one seemed to recognize me as a mexican, because I had an accent in my spanish, so usually they would call me american, and only a few times they made me do their english homework. Sometimes I would become aggressive, but that only made things worse, because I ended up with plenty of hits when I finished middle school. I never got the chance to experience cyber bullying, but middle school was a had time for me.

My storey

I was in 1 first grade went it started I always walked around the park a recess and one day I fell my only friend helped me up but when I got up she pushed me right back down and since then everyone calls me names and now I’m trying to figure out a way to stop bulliyng so I have to say the one who falls and gets up is much stronger then the one who never falls.

Bullying

During my school years I got bullied from a group of people who never liked me. I got called Ugly, Fat and just mocked me for how I looked. I lost all my friends, because of how and what people thought of me. Everyday after school I would try and hurt myself just because of what people said about me. It made me so sad, because my best friends turned against me, and just believed people. Each day went by and it kept getting horrible every night. I would act everyday that I was fine and all that, but inside I was dying. Everyday I got people telling me to die and Kill myself. I felt like I wasn’t worth anything at all. Im talking about this, because not many teenagers speak up and get the help they need. I wanna help victims of bullying to overcome it.
– story of a 13 year old girl who got Bullied

New girl

So I was moving from my home town to the country, my number one fear was being picked on by others , that fear did come true. My first day of 8th was awesome but I finally met my two bullies. L was a different kind of bully she did it mentally and emotionally she would tease my mom by saying don’t crash and die and my siblings by calling them the b word she was hitting me and stealling my food. P was a brat to everyone and I was her toy to test and to play with she acted nice at first but then on the bus she was calling other people names and she would always kick me and bossed me around like I was her maid.

You don’t know me

People, especially children and teenagers have always called me scary, monster, a bully, compulsive liar, the worst human, terrible, etc. I always wanted friends but I kept getting rejected and called so many bad things, ran away from and they laugh at anything right that I have to say. When I got the internet and posted my arts, people were saying it was horrendous, it definitely needs improvement and so many bad things I can’t imagine. They keep lying that they were kind to me when I seen that they were mean to me and nice to everyone else. Once in school, I was introduced to a little girl who was friendly and smiled at everyone but me; she found me mysterious and thought of me as a bully who deserves nothing but insults. When I posted my selfies on the internet, people were calling me ugly and blocking me. This day came when I was ready to reason with my bullies on why they call me a compulsive liar and they kept laughing at what I had to say. They even told me to kill myself, acted like trolls and made fun of my problems and refused to believe it. Then I posted a post for help but people didn’t mind the situations and told me I was the bully (when I’m actually NOT) and they think they know about me when they don’t.

Those are the things people were saying on my post where I ask for help in my plight cyberbullying situation. I WAS and I am a victim of critically severe bullying. I can’t handle this and as a Muslim, I blame god for intending to make my life ‘miserable’.

I don’t want to be the bully, all I want is friends but PEOPLE DRIVE ME to be rude. My family kept insisting they are my friends when I want stranger teenage girls as my friends who would be kind, even good guys. The kids who run from me won’t listen to what I have to say and laugh it off as if I was a bully which I’m not. Please believe that I have a tragic life so it could be fixed, I’m looking forward for a bright life which is hard for me to attain:(