Hi,My name is Elijah and I'm 14 years old and here's my story When I was young i was molested and it was horrible and then I moved I moved and met my best friend life seemed okay at first but then when we got older he seemed to have changed we quickly closed are friendship but then I moved again and met some other people i told them i was bisexual and then that's when all hell broke loose they gave me hell at school and that's when i tried to commit suicide and I would've succeed but they were just acne pills for my mom so i was in there for a few days I changed school yet again running from my problems and then thats when I moved again my 3 year old little brother was born and yet again i moved until we moved to Philly and I met my bestfriend we have been friends for a year  but i still got bullied like hell it I'm 15 now and i have a 9 month old son and 3 year old brother and I swore Nothing would harm my son or my brother My advice to you is to not run from your promblems but fight them head on.

Hi,My name is Elijah and I'm 14 years old and here's my story When I was young i was molested and it was horrible and then I moved I moved and met my best friend life seemed okay at first but then when we got older he seemed to have changed we quickly closed are friendship but then I moved again and met some other people i told them i was bisexual and then that's when all hell broke loose they gave me hell at school and that's when i tried to commit suicide and I would've succeed but they were just acne pills for my mom so i was in there for a few days I changed school yet again running from my problems and then thats when I moved again my 3 year old little brother was born and yet again i moved until we moved to Philly and I met my bestfriend we have been friends for a year  but i still got bullied like hell it I'm 15 now and i have a 9 month old son and 3 year old brother and I swore Nothing would harm my son or my brother My advice to you is to not run from your promblems but fight them head on.

Hi,My name is Elijah and I'm 14 years old and here's my story When I was young i was molested and it was horrible and then I moved I moved and met my best friend life seemed okay at first but then when we got older he seemed to have changed we quickly closed are friendship but then I moved again and met some other people i told them i was bisexual and then that's when all hell broke loose they gave me hell at school and that's when i tried to commit suicide and I would've succeed but they were just acne pills for my mom so i was in there for a few days I changed school yet again running from my problems and then thats when I moved again my 3 year old little brother was born and yet again i moved until we moved to Philly and I met my bestfriend we have been friends for a year  but i still got bullied like hell it I'm 15 now and i have a 9 month old son and 3 year old brother and I swore Nothing would harm my son or my brother My advice to you is to not run from your promblems but fight them head on.

Did you know on average over 3.2 million students or kids are victims of bullying each year? Did you know approximately 160,000 teens skip school every day because of bullying? Here’s something else to think about if only 1 in 4 teachers see nothing wrong with bullying and will only intervene 4% of the time. Is that crazy or what? Don’t let this stuff happen you can be there one savior you can step up and do something for the people that can’t or for the people that are afraid of the bully and think it’s going to be worse if they don’t say anything. Students who experience bullying are at increased risk for depression, anxiety, sleep difficulties, and poor school adjustment. If you are a bully and you’re reading this you need to pick up your act and start being nice to that kid you pick on for laughs with your friends because not only will they go under depression but they could start hurting themselves and do you really want to be known as the person that took someone else’s life because you were mean to them and kept putting them down do you?

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My best friend and I recently released a book of short stories on Amazon.com entitled the Bully Files. We are also looking to start another book based on real life true stories of bullying within middle school years. The book would be called The Bully Files: Reopened. We are looking for all of the advice we can get because this means a lot to the both of us. Both being mother's of two daughters each, having obtained our Bachelors degree in Psychology, and trying to reach out to aide in helping the fight against bullying and child suicides, The Bully Files has changed our lives and we hope to aide in helping make a difference in the lives of our youth who are our future leaders of the world. If anyone has any advice, questions, or comments please feel free to email us at [email protected] and check out our book The Bully Files on Amazon.com. Thank you so much!!! 

I am a college student in my 3rd year. I used to be someone who swallowed every mean words that my friend said to me. It was all started in my 2nd year of high school. I used to be a person that can adapt very quick and tend to be in the spotlight with my joke or silly questions. But I guess not all of my "classmate" liked what I simply do. I didn't know how it started, but some people that call themselves "my friend" began to keep a distance from me. I didn't realize it until they just stopped talking to me all of the sudden. I was so lonely in class and decided to move away from them by sitting in the very back row of the class. I always ended up crying at home and at the end I was a person that easily getting frustrated, angry, and blue. Recently, I just found an article that it was the sign of someone that depressed. Imagine it, I was not even 17 years old and I suffered those overwhelming feeling just because other person didn't want me to steal their spotlight. I used to try really had to make people knew about my presence, I tried too hard to blend or to fit in. It was all nonsense and made me really tired, mentally. They didn't hit me or threw me with thing or did physical contact, but what they all did was just threw some mean words, accused me, talked about me behind my back, looked at me as I was a person with deadly disease and unfortunately, even the boys believed it. I skipped school, I stopped talking to anyone even my parents, I lost weights and I hate myself even more. The only thing that can distract me was book. Yes, school books. I was average student without perfect score. Every time I felt overwhelming in class, I mean to not cry or scream, I put my focus to books and actually started to read it. I felt secure because books didn't stare me with deadly gaze, didn't say anything bad and always there every time I wanted to cry. Shortly, I was the smartest girl in class. All of the sudden, everyone was talking to me, asking me to help them, choosing me as their group leader. I was so happy. But I knew something was not right. Those people only came to me every time they needed help and after that, they forgot that I am a human being. It happened until my last year in school. With my good grades, I was a student candidate to enter any colleges without any tests. I knocked every one out in my class because they couldn't make it. I was so happy that I could finally make them kneel before me after what they did all year (I know it's an evilish thing to be happy, but hell yeah). I survived from bullying until now by simply accepting who I really am. Cliche, huh? But it's true, don't push yourself too hard just because you want to be accepted by others. It hurts. Make them know that you are not like any of them, it's totally okay to be freak, crazy, insane, silly. Break the glass, break everyone's perception about you and be you. I survived because I am not putting my effort and focus to deal with thing that's actually not really important. Put away your effort and focus to do something else that important. Join clubs, help others, study, watch movies. I put my focus on books and music, this was my comfort zone. Find yours! I know I sound like a manual book, but trust me it's gonna be a phase in your life that you want to forget, erase, or rewind, but once again this is gonna be a great phase to learn, to help yourself and other or even to love yourself even more. Do it slowly, step by step. And remember, TALK. We, people, are designed to share our feeling with word. Talk to every one else, directly or via website like this. And for all that's not receiving any bullying action, PLEASE help others by just saying "Are You Okay?" or "Is There Anything Wrong?" or even "I Can Help You". Because the only thing that, WE, the victims need are somebody else's help. Don't be people that just stand, stare and pretend that it's okay to bully someone because they "deserve" it. NOBODY DESERVE BAD THING HAPPEN IN THEIR LIFE.

I was about 5 or 6 when I started gaining weight. By the time I was in first grade I was very big. I was part of the poor kids who didn't have the cool clothes or supply and I had free luches. I was a major Tom boy and didn't like fixing my hair or dressing up. These are just a few of the reasons I was teased. From 1st grade untill 9th grade I was a victim of bullying. I heard everything from fatty fatty to by 4 to countless smelly jokes and the all to popular your momma jokes. When I was 12 we moved about 10 miles north of where I had lived my whole life. It just so happened it would put me in a new school district. I felt I would be going into 7th grade with a fresh start. My mom had married a my step dad and now that there was more income I was able to by some not all new clothes. I even I got a pair of nikes and some Tommy hillfiger jeans. I thought for sure I would make friends this year. The first day of school was ok. I wasn't teased but I also didn't make any friends. As the week went on I got worried. Then about the middle of the week I made a friend Ashley Then another Mathal and I gained there friends to. Now none of us were popular so to speak. I was still teased daily. Mostly about my size and my clothes. Even when I bought the name brand stuff it wasn't considered cool. To this day I don't know why I could wear the same thing as the popular kids and it was reason to tease me but it was. By the 8th grade I excepted I was just not going to be a cool kid. So I made my new friends the focus of my life pretty much. I even met a guy who I would later in life get engaged to. And we became the best of friends and still are very close in our hearts. But the teasing still hurt. In the 9th grade about half way threw I decided it wasn't going to effect the rest of my life and I stopped listening of course I heard it but the less it effected me on the outside the less it happened. By the time the 9th grade was over I had some pretty "COOL" friends. I switched crowds because I changed schools and I was excepted in a cooler crowd. And by the summers end I was not the most popular kid but I would be well known and not teased. I wouldn't consider mepopular or unpopular. I was myself and it worked for me. I quite buying cool clothes and bought ones I liked I stopped doing things that were cool and did things I found fun instead I went where I wanted and said what I wanted and Noone said anything bad about it. In fact they totally excepted me for me. I was now in high school had my first boyfriend and lots of friends. But now I'm grown 31 almost 32 and you know who means the most ( other than my family) those original friends Ashley and math all who loved me for me even when I wasn't cool. There still my besties. Along with a few others I met a log the way like Kim Kat and Heather. These people are the ones you'll remember the most.

I was about 5 or 6 when I started gaining weight. By the time I was in first grade I was very big. I was part of the poor kids who didn't have the cool clothes or supply and I had free luches. I was a major Tom boy and didn't like fixing my hair or dressing up. These are just a few of the reasons I was teased. From 1st grade untill 9th grade I was a victim of bullying. I heard everything from fatty fatty to by 4 to countless smelly jokes and the all to popular your momma jokes. When I was 12 we moved about 10 miles north of where I had lived my whole life. It just so happened it would put me in a new school district. I felt I would be going into 7th grade with a fresh start. My mom had married a my step dad and now that there was more income I was able to by some not all new clothes. I even I got a pair of nikes and some Tommy hillfiger jeans. I thought for sure I would make friends this year. The first day of school was ok. I wasn't teased but I also didn't make any friends. As the week went on I got worried. Then about the middle of the week I made a friend Ashley Then another Mathal and I gained there friends to. Now none of us were popular so to speak. I was still teased daily. Mostly about my size and my clothes. Even when I bought the name brand stuff it wasn't considered cool. To this day I don't know why I could wear the same thing as the popular kids and it was reason to tease me but it was. By the 8th grade I excepted I was just not going to be a cool kid. So I made my new friends the focus of my life pretty much. I even met a guy who I would later in life get engaged to. And we became the best of friends and still are very close in our hearts. But the teasing still hurt. In the 9th grade about half way threw I decided it wasn't going to effect the rest of my life and I stopped listening of course I heard it but the less it effected me on the outside the less it happened. By the time the 9th grade was over I had some pretty "COOL" friends. I switched crowds because I changed schools and I was excepted in a cooler crowd. And by the summers end I was not the most popular kid but I would be well known and not teased. I wouldn't consider mepopular or unpopular. I was myself and it worked for me. I quite buying cool clothes and bought ones I liked I stopped doing things that were cool and did things I found fun instead I went where I wanted and said what I wanted and Noone said anything bad about it. In fact they totally excepted me for me. I was now in high school had my first boyfriend and lots of friends. But now I'm grown 31 almost 32 and you know who means the most ( other than my family) those original friends Ashley and math all who loved me for me even when I wasn't cool. There still my besties. Along with a few others I met a log the way like Kim Kat and Heather. These people are the ones you'll remember the most.

I was about 5 or 6 when I started gaining weight. By the time I was in first grade I was very big. I was part of the poor kids who didn't have the cool clothes or supply and I had free luches. I was a major Tom boy and didn't like fixing my hair or dressing up. These are just a few of the reasons I was teased. From 1st grade untill 9th grade I was a victim of bullying. I heard everything from fatty fatty to by 4 to countless smelly jokes and the all to popular your momma jokes. When I was 12 we moved about 10 miles north of where I had lived my whole life. It just so happened it would put me in a new school district. I felt I would be going into 7th grade with a fresh start. My mom had married a my step dad and now that there was more income I was able to by some not all new clothes. I even I got a pair of nikes and some Tommy hillfiger jeans. I thought for sure I would make friends this year. The first day of school was ok. I wasn't teased but I also didn't make any friends. As the week went on I got worried. Then about the middle of the week I made a friend Ashley Then another Mathal and I gained there friends to. Now none of us were popular so to speak. I was still teased daily. Mostly about my size and my clothes. Even when I bought the name brand stuff it wasn't considered cool. To this day I don't know why I could wear the same thing as the popular kids and it was reason to tease me but it was. By the 8th grade I excepted I was just not going to be a cool kid. So I made my new friends the focus of my life pretty much. I even met a guy who I would later in life get engaged to. And we became the best of friends and still are very close in our hearts. But the teasing still hurt. In the 9th grade about half way threw I decided it wasn't going to effect the rest of my life and I stopped listening of course I heard it but the less it effected me on the outside the less it happened. By the time the 9th grade was over I had some pretty "COOL" friends. I switched crowds because I changed schools and I was excepted in a cooler crowd. And by the summers end I was not the most popular kid but I would be well known and not teased. I wouldn't consider mepopular or unpopular. I was myself and it worked for me. I quite buying cool clothes and bought ones I liked I stopped doing things that were cool and did things I found fun instead I went where I wanted and said what I wanted and Noone said anything bad about it. In fact they totally excepted me for me. I was now in high school had my first boyfriend and lots of friends. But now I'm grown 31 almost 32 and you know who means the most ( other than my family) those original friends Ashley and math all who loved me for me even when I wasn't cool. There still my besties. Along with a few others I met a log the way like Kim Kat and Heather. These people are the ones you'll remember the most.