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I’m a middle school student, i know it made not happen to every people but starting the school for a 1st time was fine in Pre-k through kindergarten but 1st grade i noticing that each day there would be some people calling me names and talking behind my back and it started going like that,at 4th year everything got worst as i didn’t even to think it would happen i started trying to hurt myself, and it stills affects me even till now,because of that i have low-self esteem and negatives thoughts. Those negatives though feels like there 2 people in my mind one good but one bad, i usually listen to the bad one because i think its true, i would always cry at night praying and begging to god when is this pain going away, and it hurts a lot that people who bully me effected me, everyday i would always called myself fat, ugly, worthless. Bullying isn’t cool or good its not, it could effects someone life like it did to me. It really hurts that i still have those pains from 4th grade. Even though I’m not getting bullied, well i’m getting judged by others. All i could say that is one little word that hurts can effects someone life. I’m just crying right now hoping this pain will go away begging and praying it would cause i been experiencing this since 1st grade. Being depressed everyday because of that bad childhood you had it hurts. Bullying is something you shouldn’t be doing, it hurts that some people who kill them self for it and it effects their families or love ones. Life ins’t easy but for it to be easy you have to respect and be nice to people not just to bully them because all i know is that one thing that hurts can ruin someone’s life.
Hi, my name is V. I am very sad as I have an extremely unfortunately, small left pinky finger nail. It gets called deformed and retarded by the people in my class, they say I have cerebral palsy because of my pinky but I think its something more than that. The doctor said I have an extra chromosome so secretly I am one above everyone else! The kids call me dumb and stupid and mean names I tell the teacher and they stop, so kids if you are getting bullied its ok you might have an extra chromosome to be better than everyone else!
i have been called hurtful names and i have been called black b—- and people are making fun of me for being black by my suppost to be friend t and she has posted rumors about me and i dont know what to do.
Middle school and the first year of high school I loved my friends. One of my really close friends then broke off our friendship second year of high school. I was shocked, saddened. Later on rumors popped up about me and I realized it came from my former friends. Most of it was fake, some of them spreading their own rumors and believing the rumors they heard about me. It was heart breaking that those friends would rather believe rumors about me than the true me . . . truly they weren’t my friends. They then started creating posts on why I was such a horrible person. The posts would often say that everything bad deserved to happen to me and how they needed to beat me up. Soon enough the whole school hated me. I now have rumors that I push people down the stairs and laugh, I like to steal from my friends and so on. It’s ironic though because the small amount of rumors that were true about me . . . also applied to my former friends who spread them. Honestly, I’v grown to be disappointed in people who believe in rumors. If that’s how you’re going to judge people then it brings no benefits to you as a person.
My experience with my bully named C was a traumatic experience. I was beaten, and she would always ask how my day was going when she knew very well, it was going very fine. But one day, she did the unthinkable, she walked up to me and said, Hello. From that day on, i felt very worried about what she would do next.
When i was in first grade, i was here in the U.S. Everything was ok,but then 2nd grade came. The first semester of second i was in Mexico , the second semester i came back to the U.S. The day i walked into the class , i sat next to a a girl and we became best friends. After a few weeks i started making a few friends. Now through the months left for 2nd i had problems with some girls, me being me i told the teacher and she told them, so my situation got worse . The years of 2nd ended and i start the summer with bruses all over my body and with cuts all over my arms and i never told my mom. 3rd and 4th grade went like that . i kept getting hurt in school but never told anyone . 5th changed i had my first 3 boyfriends that year. I was very happy with my first bf but with the other two i was being manipulated and i never found out.. I lost a lot of friends because of them.Befor i dated anyone everything was fine i had many friends. But when i start to date this guy, they all leave and those who didnt tried to talk me out of my relation. Girls hated me because i was dating those guys but i didnt pay atention. Again, summer came by and introdruced myself with bruses and more cuts. 6th went the same, i got another 3 bf but i was happy with them (of course i didnt date them at the same time)..but i made the worst mistake in my life. At the beginning of the year no one talked to me, not even the new kids. After a few months i figured out there was a rumor that was a lie about me. Now im 7th…and im only 13 i have bruses in my arms, in my legs ,and in my stomach . i have scars in my arms and in my legs and some are still open in my heart. I have depressio…and im still alive…crying alone.
2010 is when it all began i was in intermediate during that time and we had camp. during camp when i was in front of the line one of the girls pushed me down the hill and broke my arm . So i got rushed to the hospital thats when all the rumours started it wasn’t until i left . Highschool 2011 the rumours had still been going on throughtout my high school life i got into fight because people said i broke up a relationship later during throughout the years i return to school and i went to the bathroom and someone had wrote something with my name on it im still traumatized by the events that have happened . I always wondered to myself why me ? Because i’m the easy girl to pick on ever since intermediate ? People took advantage of my kindness yet i done nothing wrong to them ..
In the past, I’ve had hurtful words said about me. However, I realized that other people’s words have no power over you until you allow what they say to manifest and take root in your mind. With that being said, do not allow what other people say change how you view yourself. You are loved by God who created you and formed you in his image. In his eyes, you are beautiful and have so much value. Just wanted to encourage someone today. Don’t give up!
It was the middle of summer when I moved from New York to NC I moved across from this girl Kayla and her twin Jayla and I became great friends with Jayla but Kayla was not all that nice. When September rolled around I was scared for my first day! When I got on the bus I sat alone Kayla and Jayla went to my school but Jayla changed a lot she didn’t even want to talk to me. When I finally got to my class Kayla and a group of girls were whispering and laughing looking at my direction. Being me I didn’t think much of it until lunch. Jayla came up to me making fun of my hair and my clothing. I ran to the hallway where I found who I didn’t know was her “boyfriend” and I kind of kissed him but I didn’t know he would blame everything on me and when she found out she wanted to fight me and I wanted to kill myself. It was the last day of school when a girl named Vanessa who was in 8th grade fought Kayla and beat her up. Vanessa wanted to be my friend my first friend and after that in the summer I met all her friends and now were bestfriends too bad she goes to highschool next year!
I was bullied terribly from 7th-10th grade, and then isolated myself from 8th-12th grade. Isolation was a survival instinct. I graduated with no friends, and no one even knew me. I went on to college. It took a while for me to come out of my isolation there (as I was fearful) but after about 6 months I was able to. I left college with dozens of friends, and a girlfriend. A year after graduation we married, and a year after that we had our first kid. I now have 4 kids, and many friends.
High School memories are still hard for me and still affect me deeply, but my life is better than I ever would have imagined.
When you are bullied in high school you feel like nothing will change. You also feel like it is somehow your fault. After high school things change substantially and you realize it was not anything to do with you. It gets so much better.