My Bullying Story

The first two years of high school were good, I was an extrovert and was making new friends, life was good. However, then the day came we had to choose our options for the permanent subjects that were going to be graded for us to move towards college or a job after high school. There were 3 years of high school left, and I chose four options, Computing, Geography, History, French. I thought I made the right choices, and for the first few days of starting the subjects, everything was good. However, afterwards things started to change, people were starting to name call me, with “you’re a freak”, “you’re dumb”, “pathetic”, they also went on about my family and started to go on my estranged father. It didn’t really affect me at the time, I just tried to ride the wave and ignore it. However, the first three subjects I chose, the same people who bullied me were there and the bullying happened every week. Then it got worse, from name calling it became physical, nearly the whole class were bullying me verbally, however around 12 people were bullying me physically. I was kicked and punched in the private area numerous times, slapped in the face numerous times, by several people, to add to the insult I was being verbally bullied as well. I started to go from an extrovert to an introverted person, I tried skipping high school numerous times, however I never told anyone because I felt ashamed as a guy and skipping school meant more trouble in school and with the authorities. My grades started slipping, and the bullies even had better grades. My own friends turned on me, the ones I knew from the previous school started bullying me. I remember when the teacher used to leave the classroom for a short period of time and they used to gang up on me and hit me with pens, pencils, pencil cases, rulers and even chairs. They slapped me, I wanted to hit them so bad but I knew I was outnumbered. When they used to choose groups, some of them picked me on purpose, so they could physically bully me, by throwing papers and then blaming it on me, then pretending like nothing happened. I just felt useless in this world, whenever I went home and in my mind, I was thinking “why me”, what have I done to deserve this. I started gaining a little bit of weight because I was depressed and had developed social anxiety. For 3 years I was bullied constantly, physically by them and objects and verbally in three different subjects, which meant nearly 3 times a day of bullying. On the last day of school, I was glad because I didn’t have to endure the pain anymore, everyone was celebrating and headed towards the park, whilst I just walked it home and didn’t want any part of school, because the memories weren’t good and I was unpopular. It’s funny how life changes you, from an extrovert person to an introvert.
Thank you for reading my bullying story, and I hope you have a great day, and if anyone who witnesses bullying, please stop it as I had no one that helped me, and it has ruined my life, and if a bully is reading this, please stop bullying others. Thank you.