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from the first year i attend primary, i felt unwanted. There was these girls in the next class who were given attention by teachers and i didn’t mind that but whenever i went to their class they made sure i felt stupid. We were only 6 years old then. When i went to grade 2 they bullied me more, wrote my name in school toilets, always confronted me about things i didn’t even do but you see all those days are not worse than the day they stood by the gate, when i came out of the school yard , a crowd was waiting for me there , they humilated me and slapped me. i then was in the same class as them in grade 5 and 7. i swear i never enjoyed my primary years , nowadays they talk about me behind my back but i clear, i won’t let a bunch of spoilt brats ruin my primary years and my entire life.
When I was 11 I was bullied by the three people who I thought were my best friends. One I had known from multiple years prior and the other two I had just met that year. They bullied me for who I was, what I wore, you name it. Every time I walked away or told them to stop they would follow me saying ” come on, can’t you take a joke?” One day they even texted me about how no one would ever like me and that they ” never would have become my friend if they knew who I actually was” but they said that they would ” give me a second chance because they felt bad for me.” I deleted the text messages cause I thought it was my fault. They even pushed me to the point where I was very close to ending it all. This continued for a few years but it felt like an eternity, until I told my classmate what was going on. They helped me out of the dark place I was in and even yelled at the bullies for how mean they were to me. I now know that what those bullies did was UNACCEPTABLE. The one thing that still gets me is if you were to ask the bullies what they did, they would have no idea. Just remember everyone that no matter who you are, how old you are, where you are from, etc., bullies and mean people do not and I mean DO NOT deserve a place in your life. You are beautiful in every way and the bullies are just jealous because of how amazing you are. You make the stars shine brighter and every time you look into a mirror, the mirror feels blessed that the most beautiful person in the world is looking through them. Remember to keep shining like a diamond, just like you always have.
When I was 10 or 11 I was bullied for being deaf. I was different than them in the face. Then eventuality I started having suicidal thoughts and got depression really bad and still have depression really bad.
When I was 8 and 9, I got bullied because I am a Colombian/Cuban American, and This little girl said to me, ” I don’t like you, cause’ you’re white.” I thought it was nothing at first, but then it escalated. She started to call me names, make fun of me, and she even tried to push me down the school stairs. Luckily, she grabbed my shirt, and stopped me from falling. My parents contacted the principal, and we were told not to speak, or be around each other. But then, she would blackmail my friends, and tell them to deliver a message from her, to me…and if they didn’t, she would tell the teacher that they cheated on a tests (which they didn’t). She was saying racist things about me, and making rumors that I was bullying her. So, I told my mom and dad, and my parents personally came to the school, and shared this information with the principal. The little girl was then banned from the school.
Ten years of friendship. First five best friends, following five still very close. So what changed? What changed for her to actively make my life a misery? What changed for me to end up here? Feeling alone, isolated, like no one understands. As if I’m a worthless, ugly person who doesn’t deserve anything. Meanwhile, she laughs at my pain, turning others against me. I cry myself to sleep; distraught from the pain she’d caused that day, scared of the pain she’ll cause tomorrow. And I cry, and observe her social media posts of her “amazing friends” or her drinking at parties. So I’m here hurting from her actions and she just carries on without a care, cause I don’t matter to her and she wants to hurt me.
What did I do wrong? Primary school, high school, everything is great. Three month long summer and everything has changed. And all I can think of is our GCSE results, mine were better than hers. But I never told anyone what I got, and she was the one who published them on social media. Yet still, I spend my life wishing I did worse and she did better, cause at least then I might have had the chance of feeling happier. But why should anyone else matter when exams are about doing your personal best, and not about having to do better than your friend. So why do I feel so guilty that I did well, like I don’t deserve my results, like she should have done better?!
It’s just every time I speak, she criticises me. I’m always wrong, even if I’m actually right. And if she knows there’s no way to prove me wrong when I state a simple fact, she ignores me. And then she gets the others to join in too. It’s like I don’t exist, like they wouldn’t realise if I wasn’t there. Sometimes I wonder if I should just disappear, cause none of them would probably care. But it’s just constant, like excluding me from group chats, and making snarky faces at me on the bus, and just making my closest friends go against me, leaving me with no one. And I tried staying away from her, but when we get the same bus to college it’s hard. All I want is for her to leave me alone, and admit what she’s done and say sorry. But that’s never going to happen. I just don’t know what to do anymore.
I tried telling my form tutor but that made everything worse and I nearly lost my other friends who mean so much to me. I could go to my form tutor again, and she’d have the fact she was a bully on her permanent record, but I’m scared that will lose me my friends. And I guess you could say what friends are they if they take her side over yours, but they’re just all scared of her. Maybe I was just never meant to have happiness.
my life is just hard and especially I don’t have real friends, I don’t sing with bullies but I just pray for them, sometimes I help the bullies but in return they are hurting and intimidating my feelings. I’ve been ruined a few times because of bullies but even though I’m like this and even though I’m not as good as them to hurt, I have talents that I hide but I don’t bring out just like taekwondo and judo. if only I could have a friend too:(
One day while I was at school these two boys started barking at me in the halls, I had some classes with them so they continued to do it to me during class. One of the boys put a chunk of his deodorant in my bag, which was nasty, that kid was soon switched out of my class because the school was informed that that was happening. There was also this other guy in my history class and he has bullied me for almost my whole life. One time he stole my Chromebook so I had to go to my 2nd period with no Chromebook. He later got in trouble because of some other things and was expelled from my school.
I don’t usually say this because I usually get called out for this, but here goes nothing
I like to draw cartoons and anime figures, and I am quite fine at it, but there is this other girl who bullies me for the way I draw. She and her shady group of friends make fun of me and draw pictures of me covered in red marks and with X-ed out eyes. This was only the start. Soon the bullying got physical, and they would try to shove me down the toilet, lock me in my locker and punch me a lot. It began to affect my grades, and once one of the girl’s friends cut me, and the teachers didn’t do a thing, well, that was because the girl was rich and could sue the school. But one day the girl’s mom came to school and caught her bullying me. That was the best moment I ever had! She grounded the girl for a LONG time and made her swear that she won’t do it ever again. SO far she hasn’t done anything yet.
they used to bully me for what game level I had. it sucked
When I was in 4th grade my school would weigh kids in gym class. At the time I didn’t understand I was fat so when I would step off the scale everyone would laugh and say the ground shook when I’m stepped off. My gym teacher would shame me. I am 215 pounds and only 5’1 I get bullied and have a hard time getting around. People call me names. I’m still in 7th and I’m still getting bullied.