When I was in Grade 5, people avoided me. Sometimes i would think that they hated me for something i did. So i wanted to help them so that i could make up for whatever i did. But that didn’t stop it. Not only did the other kids keep avoiding me, they started spreading rumors about me and asking me to do things for them. I couldn’t stand it. Eventually, they started to call me names in front of everyone, even my best friends, even though they didn’t join in, they didn’t do anything to stop it either. One day, in the middle of the name calling, i decided i couldn’t take it anymore. I burst out crying in front of the whole class and stayed like that for the rest of the class. The teacher sent me to the office and had some people ask me what was wrong. I told them and they talked to the kids that were calling me names. My parents got involved with this even though i didn’t want them to worry about me in school. I felt like such a tattle tale after that, but at least the bullying stopped. This has been a major event in my life, it changed how i treated others, made me more willing to stand up for other bullied individuals. You have to know you’re not alone. There are others just like you. And just like me, you can get out of it. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.