My son was in Cleveland public school in Ohio. He was bullied so bad at three different schools that I got involved. He had went to Newton D Baker were he was bullied so bad that he would make himself throw up so he would not have to go to school. I ended up pulling him out of that school and putting him in Valley View which was an all boys school. Nathaniel was called a white b---- on the bus, had his head shoved into the glass on the bus and his coat taken from him so a child can use it to wipe his butt. Once in school no better. He was pouched in the face and his stomach. Both schools did nothing. I pulled him out and home schooled him. I sent him back this year for him to deal with verbal hurt. It's sad that you try to protect your child and put your trust in the school for issues to happen.

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When I was in the 6th grade I recognized that some people in my class had made a hateblog about me. They wrote things like "You are so ugly. Kill yourself" and "Why do you even live?" Later I also recognized that one of these were my best friend. I did not say this to someone, because I were to embarrassed. This continued in about three moths until my mom discovered it. I am glad it is over now, because I was really emotionally down then. Me and my "best friend" is not friends anymore, and I have found happiness in new friends and my boyfriend.

My name is Gracie, I'm fifteen years old and my story started five years ago in fifth grade. It started off as harmless teasing, kids calling me "ugly" and "stupid". Rumors about my friend and I being gay for each other. in fifth grade, I knew what it was like to drag metal across my wrist. In sixth grade things were neautral. I lost my great grandmother to cancer but I wasn't really bullied at all. Seventh grade year I was told my friend Michael attempted suicide. I was supposed to meet my friend Juliana at 12:00AM that November night so we could go see him. It wasn't her. It was her step brother, Cody. I was ok with it for a while, but towards 3:00AM , he raped me. I screamed and begged and tried pushing him off of me and he would'nt stop. I tried killing myself four times in two weeks after it happened. I was hospitalized and put on abilify and Prozac. I went back to school and every body called me a "whore" and said it was my fault I was raped and that I "deserve" it. Kids would tell me to kill myself, guys would leave money in my locker or hand me money and would ask "how much for one night with you?" . I got aggressive and fought my bullies. I was kicked out of school with no punishment to them. In eighth grade I went from 94lbs to 197lbs due to my abilify. kids would call me "heffer" "lard ass" "fat whore" they would make fat jokes and beg me not to eat them too. that year I was raped by another guy. In ninth grade I was diagnosed with adhd, PTSD, depression, anxiety, and bipolar disorder. I was hospitalized that year on 10.24.12 because I being bullied. my hair was red and kids would call me Ronald McDonald , asked me if I wanted fries with my shake, would continue with fat jokes and calling me a whore . told me to kill myself. So I tried killing myself. after my hospitalization I returned to school and it continued. I went to the hospital again in march 2013 because of it, attempted suicide again and was tubed. I was homeschooled after that. well this year, my tenth grade year, I weigh 139 lbs , I starved myself skinny. and I still am not at the weight I aspire to be. I sat down at the lunch table and a girl called "ew that little whore just sat at OUR table." I went home early that day in tears. I've skipped many days from being called a whore and people telling me to hang myself. last month I was hospitalized again. for twenty seven days I was in a mental asylum. I'm now at a new school because the school I was at wouldn't do anything at the bullying; it's time to do something about this, because one time I won't be lucky and make it through another attempt. my only motivation is my girlfriend.

ing isn't that big of a deal to anyone.. besides me. Hi :) my name is Victoria and this is my story. i used to say ing in my speech randomly and i didn't notice at all only one person did. for the sake of this story im going to call him Billy. when Billy caught on he told his friends and they all started  saying ing all the time and i was just like its a stupid boy thing whatever and went on in my happy unicorn way. a few months later Billy asked why i didn't get offend when they said ing and i (still thinking it was a stupid boy thing)was like why should i? and billy said wow your strong i wish i could face bullying like you. i froze jaw drop classic movie moment. i went home and cried and not that oh i have dirt in my eye cry like full out ballin i went to school for the next 3 year only hearing ing even though i had stopped saying it completely. i got to a deep depression:( Then one day i said i was done with being bullied.. i decide to be nice to everyone and be so kind. i was done being down https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=owCYzAtBGk0

My name is Emily Romig and I'm currently 15 years old. I was born and raised in PA, with my mother. My entire life, beginning in 2nd grade I have been bullied and harassed. I sat here an watched the movie "Bully", not even half an hour ago and noticed that kids all around the world have problems with this. From 2nd to 5th grade the bullying wasn't to bad, just some name calling and pushing. Later on it wasn't as nice. The kids in the Middle School would call me a whore, a bi*ch, a ska*k, and so on. It was horrible. I began to self harm, and having thoughts of suicide. 6th, 7th, and 8th grade. I couldn't take it. Finally in 9th grade, we all combined into the High School. There, my two best friends made a video about me, acting like I was pregnant, like I wasn't important, showing that I cut. They sent it to all students and staff of the school and even posted it on YouTube. I couldn't take it. My best friend later then accused me of threating her, I can't even explain everything that has happened to me. But I'm in 10th grade now, and cyber schooled. I'm noticing that the bully's of my past are getting what they deserve, and that although I had it rough, and still do, I can get over it and become STRONG. I want to do whatever I can to stop bullying, because my school did nothing to stop it, and they're not doing anything now either, even when I'm out of there and the bullying is getting worse. I'm STANDING STRONG. <3

All the days when I go to school is the same sh*t,all say me:friki,strange,ugly,stupid,'cause I'm not like the others childs,I'm Otaku and I use strange clothes,All my clothes are black,red and blue,and the other thing that the childs disturb me is 'cause my hair and the music that i like,is rock and metal,one day i say "why you disturb me" and he say "'cause you are diferent than us".
From that day I don't care what people think about me,'cause there is nothing wrong with being as one is,all the people is diferent,but exist unhappy people trying to make life even more miserable for others,and exist the people that try to help us,the good people.

PD:sorry,my english is bad,I speak spanish xD And I study english,so sorry.

My older daughter, now 10, has been bullied continually for the past 3 years from the same group of girls, which this group is growing as they are getting older now.  I've gone to the vice principal, principal (two different one's now and the previous whom was a female said to me very arrogantly in her office one time that "your daughter needs to learn to get along with others, even with those whom do not like her".  I've gone to the Catholic school board and even reported that old principal (this was three year back pre this school year).  And guess what, they keep putting my daughter in the same class as these girls ........I've even this year asked the principal and vice principal why this is happening and all they tell me is they do not know how it happens (but no changes).  I've reminded them that these girls older sisters locked my daughter in the bathroom last year and my daughter was freaking out crying and screaming until a teacher came along.  When these older girls were called in (after I talked to the principal about it the next day), all they received was just a warning.  Total B.S. 

These same girls just do not leave her alone;  it just goes on and on.  Most recently kicking her in line while going into class and one girl slapping my daughter in the back with both hands.  I was so upset I spoke in office to both vice and principal.....guess what, my daughter told me next day that the vice principal only talked to the other slapper and my daughter about the two of them compteting for a song they were both singing......nothing on the other girl getting aggressive and hitting my daughter.  My daughter was questioned on why she started copying the other girls song.

And get this,  the frustrating thing about this bullying issue's:  my daughter is only in grade 5.  So, this group of girls against her has stuck together since grade 2 and 3 thus, it can only seem to get worse.

I could go on and on but, I think you get the message.  Thank you for listening though.

 

Gianni

from Brampton, Ontario, Canada

daughters school being St. Aidan Catholic elementary school.

I do not know why, but people don't seem to like me. When I was 6 years old.. At my first day of school.. People would call me names, spit in my hair and tell me how fake I was because it wasn't natural. I got beaten up by older guys, strangeled and so on.. When I became 16, I moved to another town by my self, so I could go to the high school that I wanted.. 

It didnt even end there.. There were some guys who made a deathnote, and I was the first person they wanted to kill. I began to cry, because I got so afraid. I told my teacher who got it all to stop. She spoke to them, and told them that if they continue, they would be going to the police station. After that we became friends. 

When I became 17, every one in my class turned their back on me. They would invite everyone to their party, even people they didn't like, but me. My best friend did that to me. Because of that, I didn't go to school for 3 weeks, and its still hard for me to attend school, but I will not give up. If I do, I know that it would mean that they have won. And I do not wish for that. So, for every person who got bullyed in this world.. Don't give up.. You don't want to be the kid who never stands up for anything. And if you see someone who get's picked on... Do something! It is important that you learn your friends and family that it is NOT ok to just stand there. 

And by the way... Im sorry if my english is bad, I'm from Norway. 

I was a victim of bullying. When it first started I didn't know it was bullying at first. I always thought that what we would say to eachother was meaningless. Then I was having a pretty okay day at school until my friend said did you see what K and S were saying about you on Facebook last night and I said no. She took out her phone and showed me the post my heart sank. In the post it said that Hitler commited suicide because of he couldn't fix my face and that I should have been gassed. I was truthfull scared to go to school that week and I didn't tell anyone till one day I just broke and told my older sister. She told me to tell the Officer at my school. But I didn't for a couple of days because I didn't want to be called a snitch or anything like that. My friends kept telling me to go and show him so one day I finally did. I was sitting in class when I got called down to the Officer and he told me he had a talking with them and he would let the Vice Principal know. Honestly I was astonished that K only got a talking. One day I decided it was time to tell my mom. She was pretty mad that I hadn't told her earlier and she then decided to call the school. I got called down to the office and the Vice Principal said he had not heard anything about this whole situation. But after the long week of all the questions and leaving class K had been expelled. A few people then began to call me a snitch and joked about it, it made me sick. Nobody really understood what it felt like to be in the position of reading that post over and over again and having it be about themselves. To this day I get scared whenever I see K and I'm scared that people hear about what happened and look at me differently. But I just want to let everyone know that once you finally tell an adult a feeling of relief slightly brushes over you. If people don't like your decision of telling an adult in the school that's there opinoin and it shows that they are'nt the best people to hang out with. I just hope that one day my fear of K will go away. Thank you for reading my story and I hope it shows you that you really not alone.

                                          Stay Strong.