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The bullying started when I was in 4th grade. I was always the Gracie’s set kind in school and I knew it, I always had a low self esteem and a low self confidence. I had come to school in a pair of shorts one day that I really liked and a girl in my class came up to me and called me a fatty and told me I was so ugly that I needed to just go home. I ran into the bathroom and hid for an hour before the teachers finally found me. The same bully taunted me and called me names and would whisper with her group and get others to laugh and yell fatty or freak as I walked down the hallways. That continued until I was in 7th grade. When I reached 7th grade the bully left the school, but one of her friends continued to bully me and took her place, this bully didn’t stop at name calling though. No, she went on to stalk me online and cyber bully me. I thought it would never end. When I reached high school I was so thankful to be going to a good school with no bullies and the best part was, none of my past bullies were at the same high school I was attending.
When I really think about it now, I realize what a good person it made me (I am still scared by all of my bullies, trust me) but, it also helped me to be more respectful of people and their feelings and it taught me to be a good person. I have helped 3 other girls stand up and get rid of their bullies now.
You can overcome being bullied, you will make it through I promise you!
I was a small little girl, happy as can be running around,laughing and smiling.. until I reached 3rd grade it all became a nightmare.. Words.. Actions and fists were all I saw.. I continued to grow causing the bullying to hurt me more… 5th grade arrived I was happy for my new year.. until the words.. “Small brat” “Tiny UGLY human” “Alien”.. they grew deeper through my heart. All I could do was tell my parents so I did.. immediately they talked to the principal.. she did nothing.. this bullying continues to happen to me during school each day..i continue to grow smarter but I never give up.. Ive never had suicidal thoughts and I never plan on having them..
Ever since i was grade 1 i was regularly teased because of my appearance and being anti social no one wanted to talk to me ,other kids call me names and scream them in front of my face especially boys but i would just regulary ignore them until i met a girl and a boy they are transferies on other schools and the very first persons to ever talk to me and i felt so happy but due to my cold behavior and the gossips that the other kids was telling them they decided to seldomly talk to me but she explained the reason and i understand i dont want the 2 of them getting teased because of me they were sometimes being teased to due to skin color and height i just dont want to bring them more burden because of me
When i turned grade 2 i decided to tell my mom about my problem but she just said to ignore them , because of i felt like no one understands me i would always cry in the classroom my teacher always comfort me but the same things just happens very often until my teacher decided to talk to my mom about it and my mom told me to ” fight back” that word engraved in my head until one of the boys called me a name that was so annoying that i cant control my temper anymore i decided to ” fight back” by slapping him and kicking him but he fought back to which i lost and hitting the ground well some of my classmates reported it to my teacher and called for a meeting the bully s parent were there and saying sorry and he would not do it again but i just happens again and again and again and even worser i decided to be so cold that no one would even dare to approach me until it was flag ceremony and i was in a very bad mood due to the teasing again someone was touching my hair and playing it actually it was more like someone was fixing it but i thouth it was the bullies again so i decided to hit the person behind me even if i havent checked who it is well i was schocked it was vina every fixed there gaze on me felt so guilty hitting her the way i hitted her was so hard it even sounded loud enough for the whole people around us to turn around but she didnt even cried but she was just holding her tears back and she explained in a sobbing manner that she was just fixing my hair and the guilt even swallowed me more because i just hurted the one of the only person who ever talked to me and yeah another meeting was called and her guardian said that they forgive me and dont ever do that again good thing her guardian was a very nice lady and still lets her approach me but i never talked to her due to the guilt and the bullies even telling everyone to stay away from me because i ll punch or slap them but a few months later she still wanted to talked to me but i only give them cheap reply until i just decided to say sorry and they understand well they accepted me and we became best friends ironic isnt it ?
Okay, i really don’t know how to start. but here goes.
i’d always been a shy, quiet girl (i’m coming out of my shell now) and when my family and i moved to another country it was really hard to somehow fit in especially when i hated the move.the kids bullied me because 1. I’m African 2. i was smart. i was 6 years old in 3rd grade when i arrived there 3. i never spoke the language because i hated the place back then, but i understood. the teachers would also discriminate me. i know this because when although i got very good grades i was never awarded for them but in my current school, i am. i guess the teachers felt that because i wasn’t from their country that i didn’t deserve one. i also didn’t have many friends because they were fake. they were the ones who would only come to you because they need help with their homework and i was there. i was always to nice. then after they’d get their help they would leave me and ridicule me. but i was also naive too. i’d help them everytime because i needed friends.
there were times i would cry to my parents that i hated school there and i was also pretty sure my sisters did too although my youngest sister was doing way better as she was 3 years and in kindergarten, you tend to actually fit in at that age and she spoke the language very well.
my dad at the time couldnt change our schools but he planned it and i changed schools to a private one at the start of 7th grade. i was 10 and again the youngest in my grade. and i was still quiet.
because my class was a new stream and students came from different schools, this helped most of us to fit in and in time i made acquaintances. it wasn’t until the second term of 7th grade that i got a real friend and we’ve been best friends since then and then i became friends with another girl in 3rd term and we became really close friends. i feel that i guess it was a good thing that i was bullied although spending 3 years like that was not fun and my current self esteem is still low. and although my friends are there and there are times that my self esteem is lifted because of that there are times i feel like crying really hard. but as i’ve grown older i’ve learnt to remember that no matter what any body else says, i am beautiful. i am slim. i can do many things. counting the good attributes that you have really helps to bulld up your self esteem, despite your past or current situation.
I have plaque psoriasis i got it when i wus about 5 my heart had stopped and i woke with spot on me well i wus in 1 grade the doctors had been giving me medicine thinking that i had ringworm so at school all my friends called me names like chicken pock girl i told my teacher she put them on the fence later the teacher said that the other kid were scared thay would git what i had so i wus moved to the back of the room the next day i wus playing on the swings and two kids pushed me off my swing and told me chicken do not belong in the school i told the teachers did nothing i fell that year and wus put in special need class i am still being bullied and i am in 6th grade the teacher do not carry i still fear i still run i still cry what do i do?help plz i am giving up
Middle school was the worst. I went to a private school where everyone knew each other. I went into my first year there, 6th grade, thinking that I would make new friends. Instead, people went to great lengths to see that i wasn’t included. I wandered from group to group for a year until I eventually gave up and ended up sitting my myself for the rest of the year. Then, one girl started to be kind to me. We became friends and I finally felt included. Until the next year when the principal called me into her office. My only friend was there. She had asked the principal to help her explain to me that she wanted me to stay away from her. I was crushed. I couldn’t figure out why she didn’t want anything to do with me anymore. Maybe I was clingy and annoying because I craved attention and friendship so much. But either way, I am a firm believer that everyone needs a friend. So if you ever see someone who is alone and lonely, stay by their side because they need you more than you know.
Not to long ago I was bullied and it changed my life. It has changed the way I see the society. This recent school year I was in 10th grade. I literally thought this was one of my best school years. I started getting bullied about two weeks before spring break. It was very hard for me to walk the hallways of my school. Things got so bad I didn’t show up to school for a while and I even thought about being homeschooled. People don’t realize the effects of bullying. I’ve have watched these girls do the same thing to other people and think it was a joke. They just thought it was a joke with me but if was very detrimental to me. What I have learned from this is you can’t trust everyone and not everyone you think is your friend. I believe my generation is a very cruel generation. It’s mostly and for some reason we have to hate one each and it’s sad. I believe that this made me a better person. Now thinking about it I feel as if these girl might have been jealous of me for some odd reason but mostly they are very immature.
For people getting bullied now and don’t know what to do. Just hang in there everything will be okay and it will get better. It’s going to take lots of time. I can say that I feel as if my life is starting to get better now.
All I can just say I hate liars… Mostly those snobby popular kids at school. Just because they are well liked, just because the teacher LOVES them doesn’t mean the should always get away with bullying… I mean I always get PICKED ON and TEASED, the teachers would witness it, but in their point of VIEW it’s just a JOKE
I moved to a new school about 2 months ago. I’m a grade 7. As soon as I went to the new school (which will not be named) I knew right off the bat that I would become a victim to bullying, as I previously was at my old school. It all started off innocently when my jacket was stolen or thrown over the fence, or had a pen thrown at me (that one happened a lot) BUT then it unfortunately turned physical. I was held in a headlock 3 times in the span of 5 days and constantly thrown to the ground, pushed over. But the biggest incident so far is when I got into a full punch on fight on the oval which ended me thrown onto the ground and punched multiple times. And the sad thing was is that everybody was watching, but nobody offered any help to me, NOT even the teachers… I have never felt so alone. Just earlier I had my drink bottle thrown continuously over my head and completely broken, and the teacher who I had was watching the whole time and told me to get back in line. My pencil case was stolen and hid away from me and I’ve been threatened multiple times that I’d get beaten. BUT the one that hurt me the most was not physical. It was verbal. And I was constantly teased. My classmates & teachers don’t do anything when I’m getting picked on or beaten, they just watch. And it just sickens me. It’s a hard life currently. I do miss my old school so much.
i was grade 6 when i started to experience bullying. I have 3 bff but theyre fake. I can endure the pain but they crossing their lines. When i was grd 7 i thought that i wont experience bullying again but i was wrong. It become worse. They treat me like a nobody. I have friends back then until i learned that they are backstabbing me. They call me names. I was smart but they always say that im a cheater. God knows im not. I told my mom about it and together with my teacher talk to my classmate who bullied me. I tought they will stop but heck they become worst. No one likes me. They think that im not a real frieNd. In my grd 8 i experienced same fate. Being called by names, hated by everyone. So i build a wall to protect myself. I become cold. But it doesnt change a thing. Im still hurt. All i want is a true friend. Someone who will protect me but i guess it won’t happen.