Bullying is wrong. We can resolve this subject in society. Indeed, challenging perceptions to others. As I say homophobia is wrong – one must not talk malice, make haste to the fragile members of this community. Also not to pick on someone’s prominent features that insensitive. I’d like to make a point religious discrimination has a nasty streak to the minority’s. As I say Bullying goes on unoticed in your communities sad like but I felt to say this life is short & thus we must only are here to show kindness onto others. As I say, I’d also like to say that I wish to promote better understanding of mental health – positive mental health awareness.
My story is about cyberbullying i has down syndrome change who i am nervous better than me alway getting into trouble at school lots people make fun of me everyday pick me parents talk about it
As a message to those who used to bring me down at school, to my old friend that I used to spend lots and lots of time with. I want to make things right today. Sure, I can sit here and hate you for all that matters, but the thing is that everything in your life happens for a reason. Me being bullied made me to the person I am today, made me be with the people that love me and it made me realize how I want to help people who go through this. Maybe your intentions were never to harm me this way, maybe you didn’t even know that I felt like that. But right now I just want you to know that the past doesn’t matter as much as you keep being stuck on it. It may leave a scar, never heal again, but the things that matter in life are the things we should focus on. So no, I’m not mad at you anymore. Right now I’m happy, because I am myself.
As a message to the people who helped me, my neighbor who has been my friend for so long, my sweet mother for always being there for me, my father for always telling me to follow my heart no matter what gender I might fall in love with, all four of my grandparents for always loving me no matter how freaky and weird I dress, my family for loving me for being who I am, my best friend who have been with me through the dark and happy times, my small squad for supporting me and putting my broken pieces together again, my other friends for actually liking me.
I could go on and on, thanking everyone for making me like the being I am today. But the only one who makes you who you are… well… That’s you! Don’t let anyone tell you who you can or cannot be, because why should you? We are humans, people and living beings. Just show the world that you do matter, that the real you matters!
And please don’t forget to be yourself. Never forget that.
Welcome to my high school.
I am 19 years group of girls make fun of me everyday has down syndrome we look different always how act like ladies because asked my mom taught me about cyberbullying. its important to me
People should stop bullying and don’t bully other kids in school or on the bus or anywhere they should just be nice and stick up for other kids and be their friend and always trust them. I am Britney and kids bully me around and hit me kick me and call me names and it don’t bother me when they call me names or anything else so stop bullying and don’t bully other kids anywhere and that’s my story about people should stop bullying.
People ignoring you? Punching, talking ridiculous stuff? Are they kidding with you? Like you are not worth to live, not worth to see and talk good? Well. Remember then. You exist. If they can exist with their bad hearts, you exist more than them. At least you are not tryna be cool, and tryna act like bad. A friend who laugh and bully with you, be bad with you. Sounds good? I do not think so. I’ll tell you something. People wants a person who can feel them like they are better version of themselves more than they think. And sometimes, you need to wait a little bit longer to find that person. As friend, as partner etc. Thats why we always have hope, in the deep of our hearts. Because we want this. We want to see, what is like being a better version for someone and with someone. If you want you can wait. But I do not think you should.
Look at the mirror today. Can you see yourself? Powerful, brave, good.
Tomorrow.
Other day and other day…
Til you find yourself in the mirror. Act like yourself. Tell them what you are saying in your head loudly. Let them hear it. Let them see what a “human” should be like.
So. I’d been bullied TOO much. Sometimes by boys,sometimes by girls. But every one of my bullies have one thing in common:they were once friends with me (on-again-off-again friends.) Truly I hate them. But as I grow as a teen (whoa,that was cheesy) I’ll get used to it.
I was always a quiet and shy girl in elementary school. I had friends but I wasn’t very good at socializing. Anyways when I went to sixth Grade,I changed schools. It was a totally new environment for me.
Most of the students at my new school were reckless and uncaring.they would curse at teachers, curse out each other, join on other students and so on.
my elementary school was the complete opposite.students respected one another and their teachers. there was rarely any disruptive behavior and absolutely no cursing.
Being a new student in a totally different school setting intimidated me.this of course made the other students feel like I was an easy target. They would pick on me about my clothes,my body,my hair and anything else they felt like picking on me about.
I would never say anything back,because i was too afraid.to play it cool i would just laugh with them as if I was unaffected.
But mostly everyday when I got home from school,I would cry and always think:what should I have done or said?
I always blamed myself. this made me see myself in a negative light.I was always judging myself or telling myself that if I wear this -I’m ugly or I look fat.
i am now in the tenth Grade and still get embarrassed in front of other classmates.I have had a difficult school life with many ups and downs.i am still learning and trying on how to not let other people affect me anymore. This is my start.
I remember being bullied from fifth to seventh grade ( 10-12 years old). I was tall so no one who did this did not know that I was that young, some people could even think that I was 15. The worst on it was that people who did it were not from my school. They were from highschool. My granny lived next to this high school and anytime I wanted to go to visit her from school I heard boys laughing on me . I also went there for language school and one time when I went home there were these two boys maybe 5 metres in front of me. They were turning back and laughing thinking that I did not see them. They were wrong. Or one time when I went from school by bus (not school bus ) The bus was full so I had to stand. There were these three boys. I did not listen to their conversation I heard them laughing but I did not now why until my keys fell. I picked them up and I looked at them they stopped . Then I found out that they called me gypsy even when I am not and I had to just stand there without a word. I did not tell anyone.
when i was in kindergarten , first grade second grade i was bullied by these kids that were older than me , then one day i stood up for myself. i told a trusted adult and i scared the bullies. they got in trouble for bullying me and others. what we also did was all of us that had been bullied by them grouped together and told them what they were doing and together we told the princpal and they stopped.