Real Teens Speak Out

i got called ugly before

when i was in middle school a guy called me ugly for the way i look and also my twin sister. he told us to hurt our selfs and we looked like dudes. probably happened everyday.

being Bullied

It was the beginning of 7th grade, when i was starting to, we all know how middle school is and how immature people can be obviously, but i was getting made fun of for my looks, to the point i started wearing headbands every day for almost 2 years, due to that i was sad, i even bullied myself, calling myself names because of what people were saying, i did pop back off at them, but that led to fights happening, now I’m in 9th grade and i feel better about myself, and hoping that this school isn’t like my middle school.

WOW… It has taken me about five years to finally be able to open up to everything about my experience of being bullied.
My first experience of bullying happened in Seventh grade, first day back from Christmas break to be exact. I remember it like it was yesterday. I woke up, got ready for school and waited outside for the bus. The day went on just like any other normal day. I went to my four classes, then had a break where we were allowed to go to our locker, get our books for after lunch and recesses and go to our homeroom’s to either do homework or read for 45 minutes. Anyways, when I was going to my locker after fourth period, I remember opening my locker as I heard a group of girls giggling and pointing at me. I had absolutely no idea what they were laughing at, so I decided to make my locker my shield and stuck my head into my locker.

I pretended as if I was getting my books when I started to eavesdrop on a familiar voice saying, “OH MY GOSH! Did you see what they wrote in the bathroom?” Hearing the girls laughing.

So proud of you!

I, too, have had people look at me like I’m strange and crazy when doing things that I enjoy. I, too, have had people call me names and say things that were not real about me. It is hard to feel good about yourself when people say and do mean, horrible things.
I just want to say that I am proud of each one of you that has posted and who is reading this! You are a champion! You are loved and YOU MATTER so much! You have a purpose in this world and the things that the bullies have done and said are not right. There is so much more for you! So proud of you!

Rude girl

I remember when I was in middle school I met this girl back in elementary school and we happen to be in the same middle school. she and her girls would exchange presents in elementary school me and my friend for some reason didn’t really do that. But when I got to middle school I met a girl who did , and well when she gave me the present I went around the school carrying it since I had no place to leave it until the end of the school day. When I ran into the girl from elementary school she saw the present and said “ wow finally somebody likes you “ I swear I broke she was always mean to me .

bulling

I am a 15 year old girl.  I get bullied on a daily at school. people are talking about me always no one listens when I tell them.

“she” won’t even let me eat my lunch!!

okay so I was in grade 5 when this incident occurred….so it was our Library class (which was before our lunch break) and since I was one of the volunteers of library club, me along with 3 of my classmates used to stay back in the library to arrange books, keep them in respective shelves etc. Because of this, I was around 10-15 mins late for my lunch. My mom used to pack lunch for me. That day I had salad, rice and curry for lunch. When I dug the spoon in salad, I realized that someone had put PENCIL SHAVINGS in it!!! I didn’t eat the lunch…then the girl who sat behind me said, “I was told not to tell you this but it was actually done by XYZ (name of my best friend)”…..I was soooo sad that I talked to my parents about this and they asked me to cut ties with her….right now….I don’t even know where she is….but her absence since that day has made me better…

Mean Gurls

So this was in middle school about 2 years ago. I had this girl who I knew from kindergarten. We were friends but not close, but she was always nice to me. Until she got with this other group of girls who would bully me. They called me names, made fun of me for my clothes (my family is very low income so we often wear handmedowns or donated items from church) and pulled my hair, one of them even smashed my head into the bus window. They told her to stop but. I never told anyone, I thought if I told it would get worse. She would make fun of me with them but on the bus home when they got off, said she was my friend. I never know why they did this to me. I never bothered anyone. All I did was read, and do my best. I wish we could stop this cycle of bullying kids about things they can’t change.

New school

It first started when I was new to my new school everyone included me in everything everyone was nice to me until everything changed. this girl always sweared at me and called me names and she would be nice to the other girls and not me. she is always mean to me and saying I have fish lips and that I am ugly when actually nobody from my class says that. she just opens her mouth and says it. but if I do it back it would be a big problem.

I had a friend that I considered my best friend. Unfortunately, she overheard one of my bullies and she stopped talking with me. The same thing repeated for the next couple of years until grade 2 when one of my bullies transferred schools. There were 2, but the other bully acted a bit friendlier. I was pretty quiet with a new friend I made for 2 years, until grade 4 when I made a new friend. We were pretty close for a few months until she started threatening that she wouldn’t be my friend anymore unless I bought her candy. I told my mum about this, and she said not to be friends with her anymore. I continued being her friend the next day though, as I only had 2 friends that year, so I didn’t want to stop. Soon she introduced me to 2 of her other friends, which were my acquaintances for the rest of the year. The next year, they didn’t want to talk to me anymore for an unknown reason. Instead, they grimaced at me in the hallways, which I soon learned to ignore. Nothing much other than that happened that year. Then the next year some of the boys in my class started calling me “Virus” which I soon learned to use to my advantage and went about my way alone and at peace for the rest of the year. After that year, i transferred to a new school where no one bothered me with insults, and i made a few more friends.