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I had a friend that was always outcast-ed because they were "weird and fat." I hadn't ever been friends with them, I was in on the bullying and picking on because, well, I didn't want that to be me. I would pick on them just as much as anyone else. I remember one night, my best friend was having a sleepover. During dinner, my mother mentioned something about my grandmother, who just happened to have thee same name as the kid that was being bullied. My friend then said, "Ewe, don't say that name, that's the name of the kid that no-one likes." "Why?" my mom asked. "Because he's fat." she said. That was terrible. I sat thinking throughout the rest of the weekend, what if that was me? The next day at school I talked to them and realized they were just like any other kid and I became friends with them. That really made a difference. You just need to be there.

I started getting bullied when u was 9 years old... It was so bad that first year. I got punched, beaten, and mentally abused... When I turned 10 I started cutting and thinking about suicide. At age 11 I took my first suicidal action. At 12 I attempted suicide 4 times... At the fourth attempt, my mom caught me and took me to a mental hospital. When I got out, I was homeschooled... But that just made things worse... I started cutting deeper and bleeding longer, I'd sleep away 15 hours per day so I didn't have to put up with my depression... Now at almost 13 years old I have attempted suicide 5 times... No one knows how bad things hurt me.... And this year I'm trying to tell more people about it... But I can't tell them everything... It's too hard

  This is not my bully story. This is for the people who think ending their life is a choice. Its not. I may not no you but I can tell you that you are worthy of life. You have been granted the biggest gift of all. The right to live. Its like a toy that needs batteries that you dont have. Then you have to wait for the batteries. ( I hated that as a child lol) But it may seem stupid but its true. Life may suck! You may think you have the worst life! That you cant even bare to live. You just have to wait. Wait for the sun to shine over the rain cloud and let the light hit your face. Because that suffering will be saved. But killing yourself or cutting is not the choice. Because it may seem that knowone loves you. There will be times that you wonder, am I going to die alone or never get married? You will never get there if you take your life. Someone loves you in the world. I love you. Even if you are fat, ugly,not perfect or normal ...so on. But tell me who wrote the rules of perfection. Perfection to me means nothing. Perfection is the one thing in life that cant be accomplished. But if your bullied and tempted to hurt yourself remember I love you and you tell that bully, " Your Opinion is Invalid" May seem like it wont work but if you let that bully get to you and you hurt yourself you lost battle. But if you already hurt yourself and think about taking your life remember thats the one gift given to you that you have one shot with. YOU CAN STILL WIN THE BATTLE JUST FIGHT Not physical but with KIND words not hatred because this world needs love not anymore hatred. And if you are a bully reading this well I hope you say sorry and I pray they forgive you because people are inperfect and make mistakes Say sorry when doing wrong and LIVE THE GIFT YOU WERE GIVEN FREELY!

My name is Taquaya. I am a girl I currently attend a middle school where bullying is very common. It happens in the hallway, it happens in the classroom, it even happens in the bathrooms. I'm going to be honest with you, I'm one of those kids that gets bullied. Kids throw things at me, push me, talk about me, but no one seems to do anything. It's really affected me and I realized telling an adult doesn't ALWAYS help. Sometimes the current teacher isn't completely educated on how to stop a bully. Sometimes it takes standing up to help someone. If you see bullying going on, you should speak up AND tell an adult. Don't just watch it happen, that makes you seem like a bully, just watching hurts the person being bullied.  So stand up.

Im a 13 year old girl in 7th grade . And i have a story i would like to share . Here i go , it all started when i was in 3rd grade . I thought that living would he the greatest gift ever recieved . I thought that it was all about happiness and joy . But as i grea older i realized i was completely wrong . Yes there are some times where youre happy and you feel the joy . But there are also times where you just dont know what to do . Theres are fears and horrors that feel like real life nightmares . I was a little girl , not knowing what was right from wrong . I had just earned myself an honors roll medal . And i felt happy , i felt smart . But i never knew that you could have gotten bullied for that . Thats what happened to me . I would win medals and ilder kids would come up to me pushing me and telling me i was a nerd . Yes i became alittle unhappy but i didnt mind . Because i knew that it would all one day just go away . In 3rd grade i would get picked on for being tall , and chubby . They would say that i didnt belong in this world because i wasnt in other girls league , i wasnt popular and i certainly wasnt skinny . It went on for the rest of 3rd grade . Then came 4th grade . I still got picked on . I still got called names . And i still didnt mind . Then came along 5th grade . Wow , 5th grade . I wouldve thought that 5th gradr would he a great year . New friends , feeling older , wondering what the future would bring . But lots of those dreams were just dreams . They stayed dreams and never came true . In 5th grade i broke my arm because i got pushed down the stairs . Nobody really seemed to care . All they did was laugh and tell me that i deserved it . At that point the not-minding thing wasnt there anymore . It all got to me , i started having insecurities . I began to cut . Thinking it was the only way out of my problems . I thought if i cut they would leave me alone and i thought that i deserved it . Teachers and some of my friends noticed my arms . I would get called to the principles office and i had to speak the truth because i hadnt told anyone what was happening . Not even my parents . And so the truth was spoken and i got put into therapy for a couple of weeks . It didnt help at all . There came along 6th grade . It sorta got better but at the same time it got worse . People stopped bugging me but also i began getting cyber bullied . I just couldnt take it , i tried commiting suicide 5 times . I never suceeded . Which sucked because i really thought i didnt belong in this world . I kept telling myself "one more time , itll get better" . That was the only thing i told myself to keep living . It Kinda helped but people got to me . Now that im in 7th grade i dont get picked on as much . And the cyber bullying stopped . I am very relieved that i still get to wake up and feel healthy . I now have friends and i am cut-free for a year and 2 months . All i gotta say to whoever is reading this and has gone through similar problems like mine , is that you should never give up . No matter how hard it is , no matter the problem . You should never give up . It may seem hard but if you really try it will get easier . Youre beautiful in every way possible . Stay strong , and never give up ❤️

I'm only 13 going on 14 and I have a story... I've been bullied ever since I was little.. By my brother he says a lot of hurtful words to me and he doesn't stop he just keeps going he hits me and makes me wanna die he tells me to kill myself sometimes I don't know what to do because it's so serious. I've hurt myself because of him.. I've tried to speak up but I don't I don't think it's worth it anymore no one knows my pain.

When I was in middle school, my biggest fear was going to school. Everyday I would be harassed and bullied. I still remember sitting in the bleachers at school for school events, and other classmates would put gum in my hair and spit on me. When I asked to move seats, not even the teachers were on my side. They would tell me to stay where I was seated and ignore it. I was sick of brushing gum out of my hair. 

I remember every day at the cafeteria, wherever I would sit, everybody would move. I was a disease that harmed others social lives. They would take mashed potatoes and corn, and fling it on me by bending back plastic spoons. They would push me around in the hallways and steal things out of my book bag. They would push my books off my desk and laugh at how my nose was too big and I had a gap in my teeth. They would laugh at my clothes because they were not new and fashionable. I was sick of it. I was to the point where I began to think death must be better than this. 

My parents ended up pulling me out of school and we moved so I could attend another school. I met better people, I was accepted. I am learning to fix my broken trust in people. I will never be bullied, I will never bully, and I will never be the bystander to bullying. I know how it hurts others, and I will never let that hurt be passed on.

Growing up I was considered different. Why? Because I have hydrocephalus have had 14 brain surgeries and have over come them all I wasn't able to play contact sports. But I didn't let that stop me I starting taking martial arts to channel my anger and my help me do something productive. At the age of 16 I started teaching martial arts to kids and adults. At the age of 15 I started going to a program in my high school clued "names can really hurt you" the reason why? So that I could make a change in my local community and did it got the full 4 years of high school I was a mentor to the lower class men and it all collminated each year with the new freshmen having an entire day devoted doing group projects and using the auditorium as a class and sharing there stories.because of all these hurdles and excelling I am now 25 years old and have a beautiful wife and a 7 month old child to share my life with.

Since i was in fifth grade ibe been bullied kids would say i stuck my finger in a socket because i had frizzy hair i was made fun of because i mixed id have to explain why i was a different color than my family. 6Th grade was worse thats when all of the PMS~ING of a girl started of corse i got my "friend" at the age of nine so i was already a freak. But this is the point in my life where you started to care about boys. Well that just wasnt happening I was either a teachers pet or a weirdo. 7Th grade i was friends with everyone until i realized i wasent i didnt even realize that i was becoming the very thing i hated a bully but when it finaly clicked in my head that it needed to stop imeadiatly so i did but the friends that i thought i had ,had forgotten about me and lreft me behind. In 8th grade i had the most amazing group of ftiends but like any good thing i had going we grew apart and i got into a fight with one of the girls then i became friends with what kids would say the misfit toys and most of us are still friends till this day 9th grade i would have to say was yhe worst because the bullying was every songle day it was to much to handle so i did start cuttin im in 10 grade i switched schools because we moved not because of the bullying but so far its sich a better atmostfher then it had been lets se how it goes