In 9th grade I liked this boy. Little did I know that this boy that I happened to make friends with was actually a bully. He bullied almost everyone and he was a very toxic person, but my feelings for him blinded my vision and I continued to let him bully me. He called me names and eventually got everyone in my grade to do the same. Of course I would laugh it off because it was the boy I liked, but he really didn’t care about me, and I am just now realizing that he is a bully in the beginning of 11th grade. He would also bully my friends, but I never seemed to notice that either.