Real Teens Speak Out

Remember your good attributes

Okay, i really don’t know how to start. but here goes.
i’d always been a shy, quiet girl (i’m coming out of my shell now) and when my family and i moved to another country it was really hard to somehow fit in especially when i hated the move.the kids bullied me because 1. I’m African 2. i was smart. i was 6 years old in 3rd grade when i arrived there 3. i never spoke the language because i hated the place back then, but i understood. the teachers would also discriminate me. i know this because when although i got very good grades i was never awarded for them but in my current school, i am. i guess the teachers felt that because i wasn’t from their country that i didn’t deserve one. i also didn’t have many friends because they were fake. they were the ones who would only come to you because they need help with their homework and i was there. i was always to nice. then after they’d get their help they would leave me and ridicule me. but i was also naive too. i’d help them everytime because i needed friends.
there were times i would cry to my parents that i hated school there and i was also pretty sure my sisters did too although my youngest sister was doing way better as she was 3 years and in kindergarten, you tend to actually fit in at that age and she spoke the language very well.
my dad at the time couldnt change our schools but he planned it and i changed schools to a private one at the start of 7th grade. i was 10 and again the youngest in my grade. and i was still quiet.
because my class was a new stream and students came from different schools, this helped most of us to fit in and in time i made acquaintances. it wasn’t until the second term of 7th grade that i got a real friend and we’ve been best friends since then and then i became friends with another girl in 3rd term and we became really close friends. i feel that i guess it was a good thing that i was bullied although spending 3 years like that was not fun and my current self esteem is still low. and although my friends are there and there are times that my self esteem is lifted because of that there are times i feel like crying really hard. but as i’ve grown older i’ve learnt to remember that no matter what any body else says, i am beautiful. i am slim. i can do many things. counting the good attributes that you have really helps to bulld up your self esteem, despite your past or current situation.

Skin bullying

I have plaque psoriasis i got it when i wus about 5 my heart had stopped and i woke with spot on me well i wus in 1 grade the doctors had been giving me medicine thinking that i had ringworm so at school all my friends called me names like chicken pock girl i told my teacher she put them on the fence later the teacher said that the other kid were scared thay would git what i had so i wus moved to the back of the room the next day i wus playing on the swings and two kids pushed me off my swing and told me chicken do not belong in the school i told the teachers did nothing i fell that year and wus put in special need class i am still being bullied and i am in 6th grade the teacher do not carry i still fear i still run i still cry what do i do?help plz i am giving up

Craving Attention

Middle school was the worst. I went to a private school where everyone knew each other. I went into my first year there, 6th grade, thinking that I would make new friends. Instead, people went to great lengths to see that i wasn’t included. I wandered from group to group for a year until I eventually gave up and ended up sitting my myself for the rest of the year. Then, one girl started to be kind to me. We became friends and I finally felt included. Until the next year when the principal called me into her office. My only friend was there. She had asked the principal to help her explain to me that she wanted me to stay away from her. I was crushed. I couldn’t figure out why she didn’t want anything to do with me anymore. Maybe I was clingy and annoying because I craved attention and friendship so much. But either way, I am a firm believer that everyone needs a friend. So if you ever see someone who is alone and lonely, stay by their side because they need you more than you know.

Not to long ago I was bullied and it changed my life. It has changed the way I see the society. This recent school year I was in 10th grade. I literally thought this was one of my best school years. I started getting bullied about two weeks before spring break. It was very hard for me to walk the hallways of my school. Things got so bad I didn’t show up to school for a while and I even thought about being homeschooled. People don’t realize the effects of bullying.  I’ve have watched these girls do the same thing to other people and think it was a joke. They just thought it was a joke with me but if was very detrimental to me. What I have learned from this is you can’t trust everyone and not everyone you think is your friend. I believe my generation is a very cruel generation. It’s mostly and for some reason we have to hate one each and it’s sad. I believe that this made me a better person. Now thinking about it I feel as if these girl might have been jealous of me for some odd reason but mostly they are very immature.
For people getting bullied now and don’t know what to do. Just hang in there everything will be okay and it will get better. It’s going to take lots of time. I can say that I feel as if my life is starting to get better now.

Popular Kids

All I can just say I hate liars… Mostly those snobby popular kids at school. Just because they are well liked, just because the teacher LOVES them doesn’t mean the should always get away with bullying… I mean I always get PICKED ON and TEASED, the teachers would witness it, but in their point of VIEW it’s just a JOKE

Hard Life Currently

I moved to a new school about 2 months ago. I’m a grade 7. As soon as I went to the new school (which will not be named) I knew right off the bat that I would become a victim to bullying, as I previously was at my old school. It all started off innocently when my jacket was stolen or thrown over the fence, or had a pen thrown at me (that one happened a lot) BUT then it unfortunately turned physical. I was held in a headlock 3 times in the span of 5 days and constantly thrown to the ground, pushed over. But the biggest incident so far is when I got into a full punch on fight on the oval which ended me thrown onto the ground and punched multiple times. And the sad thing was is that everybody was watching, but nobody offered any help to me, NOT even the teachers… I have never felt so alone. Just earlier I had my drink bottle thrown continuously over my head and completely broken, and the teacher who I had was watching the whole time and told me to get back in line. My pencil case was stolen and hid away from me and I’ve been threatened multiple times that I’d get beaten. BUT the one that hurt me the most was not physical. It was verbal. And I was constantly teased. My classmates & teachers don’t do anything when I’m getting picked on or beaten, they just watch. And it just sickens me. It’s a hard life currently. I do miss my old school so much.

hellish life because of them

i was grade 6 when i started to experience bullying. I have 3 bff but theyre fake. I can endure the pain but they crossing their lines. When i was grd 7 i thought that i wont experience bullying again but i was wrong. It become worse. They treat me like a nobody. I have friends back then until i learned that they are backstabbing me. They call me names. I was smart but they always say that im a cheater. God knows im not. I told my mom about it and together with my teacher talk to my classmate who bullied me. I tought they will stop but heck they become worst. No one likes me. They think that im not a real frieNd. In my grd 8 i experienced same fate. Being called by names, hated by everyone. So i build a wall to protect myself. I become cold. But it doesnt change a thing. Im still hurt. All i want is a true friend. Someone who will protect me but i guess it won’t happen.

it DOES get better. I’m proof.

I’d like to say that I also was bullied for a bit during my teen years. I could not speak up for myself, physically it felt impossible. I was made to feel worthless, felt secondary to everyone, to the point where I was contemplating why I was still even here. I couldn’t tell anyone in charge, because it was their daughter and one of the favourites who were the bullies. I don’t think even I thought it was a big deal, I thought there must be something wrong with ME. It got to the point where it was just music and blue flowers were getting me through (I thought if I wasn’t here, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy my favourite colour flowers, so I stayed for something small as that).
Anyway, I went to university few years after, which meant they were left behind. I’ve cut the main ones out of my life. I don’t ever need to see them again. As I’m sitting writing this, at the moment I am in my own house, watching the ocean from a hill, working towards my dream goal. It feels unreal. I’m not going to say that it was easy, it wasn’t and I still have baggage to deal with. But it DOES get better. You are here for a reason. You are loved more than you could possibly imagine, and anyone who dares to tell you that you are worthless is a liar. “Just because a diamond is tossed in the dirt, this does not mean it loses its value. A diamond is made by pressure” and if you’re going under any right now, guess who’s a beautiful diamond being made 😉 I hope this has somehow made you feel better, and please love yourself the best that you can, because even if you don’t feel like it, you deserve it 🙂 *big hug*

Dead on the inside

I am 14 and I have been bullied ever since I left my home country to live in a new one. I know English I am now in a class with only high ranking kids, it’s a special class for high achievers. But everyone at school seems to hate me, I don’t know why, I am strong on the outside but soft on the inside. They never include me, call me names and verbally abuse me. But I remember one thing I have my mum and dad waiting to love me at home. Be strong this is your life and your moments don’t let any bullie take it away from you. No matter what never give up, study well and show these idiots that you are special and more gifted than them❤️😊😊

Broken

Hey guys I’m about to tell you about my life because I’m 13 and I’m completely broken inside and I don’t know what to do I’m all tired and I have no friends also everyday I get picked on for being fat ugly and they say I’m worthless well one thing I’ve learned is that it doesn’t matter what people think about you cuz the next day does it really matter no it doesn’t and I encourage you guys to stay strong and fight through the battle because life is short  so love your family the friend you have and yourself and always pray that it will get better