Surprisingly my story starts in 2nd grade when the kids in my class started calling me fat and ugly. I thought that maybe they were just joking around with me. So through out my elementary years I kept trying to fit in with the crowd and eventually I finally got the point that no one wanted me. I guess the memo came in 6th grade when my best friend came up to me and said "I don't want to be your friend because you're a bitch" I wen't home crying that day and didn't finish the year. I came back in seventh grade where the names were just as bad and rumors were the big thing. I had three rumors about me in 7th grade and five in 8th grade. But my high school years are the ones I remember the most clearly..Freshman year came around and along with that homecoming. There was this junior who had targeted me as a good target to pick on and every single day for three weeks before homecoming he would tell me that I am to fat and Ugly to go to homecoming. He would flick me and bruises would appear but I never showed anyone. I went to homecoming and he found me and pinned me in the corner. He reminded me that he had told me not to come proceeding to tell me that no one would touch me with a ten foot poll. I spent that homecoming crying in the lobby. There was also this kid freshman year who would shove me into my locker and of course I didn't fit and he would slam the locker on my arms and back. Sophomore year wasn't much better. I lost my best friend due to the fact that I wasn't "cool enough" for her anymore. I started to fail my classes and just didn't care anymore. It was that christmas break that I had attempted suicide three times. I survived all attempts due to pure luck of the belt breaking..that summer I was diagnosed with severe depression and social anxiety. I also ended up with self harm although I earned no scars for others to see... I know what happened and I can't ever take that back... I am now in my junior year and right now for the past week I have been called a freak, fat, and ugly. I've spent the week crying and I can't seem to stop... I know others opinions don't matter but...words still hurt.

From a very young age I was always being bullied. It gradually got worse as I got older because I took it more to heart then. I always felt like no one loved or cared about me, like everyone hated me. I was called Ugly, Scruff, Rat, Bitch, Slut, Whore, Idiot, Useless and so much more. From being bullied I became more and more depressed to the point where cutting myself and hurting myself was the only way out. From that day forward, I knew I hated myself too. I wanted to die, I felt like killing myself would be the only option... So I attempted it, 3 times. I know that was a stupid idea and I realise now that it still is but I still get called names each and every day and it happens to my little sister too, she has Dispraxia and Austism. I love her but hardly anyone will accept her for who she is. I just wish things would go right for once! I now have an amazing boyfriend + friends who get me through my every day struggle and I know I can help YOU too! If you read this don't hesitate to get in touch with me. I will help as much as I can in any way possible! You're all beautiful, inside & out. Never forget that. - Anna

I know a lot about bullying. And I help people who are being bullied I talk to them I even talk to there mom about it. Because sometimes young people don't like telling there mom or grown ups about there bullying they sometimes want advice from someone there own age who knows a lot about bullying and so they come to me and every time I help them to thank me a lot because I helped them more then I thought I did just like last week someone asked me for help because he was getting bullied and I said sure I'm always here for you what's going on? And he said I'm getting bullied in school and I'm too scared to tell mom and I said ok I will work with you every step of the way to get this bullying thing outta your life and guess what? I got it out of his life he was on the edge of killing him self! Because of the bullies he told me that his Teachers and Headmaster did not scare..... Now you may think that all schools have really nice kinda teachers but they don't you get the odd one who don't give a dam about you. So what did I do? I did not go to his school I did not tell his mom but I wroe to the Education Department and they took it seriously and took actiong and 2 weeks later the Bullies went. But I am here for anyone who needs help but if they want help and keep it just between someone there age then I would but if I can not help them then I would tell someone about there bullies but ever since I started to help people from the age of 14 I helped a lot of kids who has been bullied and I'm proud because they are getting a better Education and not worrying about bullies and not being scared walking home because I do hate bullies! And sometimes I do go the extra mile to get bullies out of a school because all bullies want to do is hurt or even kill someone. Bullies know they are killing someone and they don't care because bullies are just pathetic people who like to pick on the weak and sometimes there too scared to even go in school do we want kids and teens being scared to go into a school where there friends are? NO we don't what we want tho is to stop bullying! Bullying to me is basically Attempted Murder the bullies may not have a knife they may not have a good but what they do have is they Horrible words and there hands and the victim gives up in the end and that's what the bullies want they want to win at everything even if that is trying to kill you.... We are loosing too many young people who only wanted a great life and a great Education but they don't make it that far in life because over stupid little pathetic Animals there not Human beings there Animals hunting for its pray and when it gets its pray it won't back down till they win the fight! But it needs to stop NOW!!!! If you need someone to talk to about anything at all then I am here and I will always be here. But remember if ur getting bullied and ur scared too tell anyone at least tell someone close to you because you want a education you want a life you want to be Happy not scared you want to be free unlike those Animals who don't want anything. So remember I'm always here for you and I will always help you Thank you

I've always been bullied, but it started getting really bad around 4th grade. I don't want to talk about it too much, but I will say that it was a "friend" who had set me up for disaster all year and it followed me through high school. I had extreme difficulty trusting people and making friends, which caused me to labeled "antisocial". Who would want to interact with such judgmental people?? I'm a senior in high school and I think enough is enough. Many of the people I've gone to school with have committed suicide and have even killed and mutilated people who were "different". People of different races, religions, sexuality and anything else you can think of are absolutely not different from you and no human has the right to judge others. I support those of all faiths and sexuality and always stand up for those who are bullied. I wish everyone else would do the same because everyone deserves to live their life in peace and be happy and have friends and family stand up for them. No one should ever feel isolated. I AM WITH YOU

Sometime after an embarrassing experience I had in the 2nd grade I started to become somewhat of a shy kid.  That shyness followed me all the way to high school.  Before high school though I have no memory of really being bullied but once I got into high school that all changed.  Once I entered the 9th grade it began.  Now you would think that once you get into high school and are a "Freshman" you will be teased and picked on by the upper grades; for me this was not at all the case.  Kids in my grade were the ones who began picking on me.  I would get wedgies before classes started and I would get picked on by a select few students but that was just the beginning of it all.  Once I entered Sophomore year in high school it got much worse.  A little thing I like to call "Gym" began my worst year of school ever.  The locker room was a place I began to hate with a passion.  I would get panced almost every day.  I seem to recall one time a fellow classmate put his bare but in my face.  And another time I was lifted in the air and I was unable to breath.  After experiences like this you are permanently changed.  You will not be able to forget it.  Being bullied is something you cannot run from.  Even after it ends you cannot run from the memories of it.  I had to go to therapy for it in college and I did get better, but I will never forget what happened to me in high school.  It is sad to think things like that are still going on in schools today and I know kids are getting way worse then I did.  I hope it all can come to an end soon.   One of the things that helped me overcome the bullying that I endured in high school was confronting those who gave me such a hard time.  after doing that most of them apologized and I actually befriended them.  The one who lifted me up and made it impossible to breath for a few seconds actually felt really bad for what he had done and gave me a sincere apology and I think after that I was able to push through my past and start living toward the future and putting the past where it belongs; in the past.  I hope my experiences can help someone out there experiencing similar things to know that it will be over one day and they can just push through life and get by.  I hope they can understand that someday they too may be able to get the apology they deserve.

I started getting bullied in elementary school. All the way up until high school my freshman year I got bullied so bad I refused to go to school or I would leave early. I would cry every single day because I was bullied so bad. Eventually it led to letting people in my own family bully me. Then it was friends. Soon it became so overwhelming I wanted to kill myself, but before I could take my life someone very close to me past away. And that night it made me realize I am bigger and stronger than those people who are just as miserable themselves to make us miserable and I decided to take a stand and let those silent voices be heard. It's never too late. It might be hard and it may hurt and sting a lot but when you try to do something good to fix it other people see that and then they try. It all starts with one.

My life at Dike School from 1969 to 1980. By:Christina Marie Mesenbrink It all started when we Moved from Cedar Falls to Dike in 1969. It was bad enough to be a new kid but in the middle of the school year. That was in 5th grade and beinging the new kid I got beaten up before and after school up to 7th grade. From 7th grade through 12th grade I still got beaten up and locked in my locker and any other locker in school. They also put stuff in my lockers and did stuff to my locker which would ruin my stuff. They even put in my locker a light candle which got my in big trouble because my locker was right across from the office. I got 1 1/2month detention for the little stunt which meant I had to come 1 hour before school and stay 2 hours after school mon-fri and on sat I had to help out with school activists. It didn't make a differents that I didn't do it or not,no one cared that I was not guilty. No one stood up for me and told them that I was in class on the other side of the school and my locker. There was one time in 9th grade I was invited to a popular kids house for a party. Which I found out later that one kid like me(they called Freaks)got invited to one of their parties so alot of us kid get invited in a school year. This time it's was my turn and I couldn't wait till the saturday of the party. So that saturday finally gets here and I have my mom drive my out to the party and right off the bat I know something was not right. But I let it go and tell my mom it OK and I will call her when I'm ready too go home and she can come and get me. I should have turned around and walked back to the car and went home with mom. I walked up to the house and before I can ring the door bell the door opens up. Walking inside I see all the other popular kids from my class inside already having a great time not nothing they were just waiting for me to get there. Being very happy it doesn't click that there were no other kids like me there and they have very special plans for me that day. It's too late the door had closed and I had no escape until they let me out because the party has already started and the guest of honor has arived so the games could begin. There were lots of different games begining played that saturday but the favorite game was to get a kid(pawn,freak)like ME into a closet with a popular kid(football player and or cheerleader,ect..)for some tongue action or even go farther like getting there shirt off and or pants or both. Then the popular kid would say something like boy you look nice that would let all the other kids know it was time to rush over and throwing open the door while taking lots of pictures of them while laughing and calling them names. Over the next few days they would make lots of copies for the whole school to have then they would write something sick on them before handing them out to all the popular kids from the lower to the upper classes. So all of them can laugh at us and treat us worst then usual not letting us know why this is happening and never stopping either. Here it was my turn to go through this and being a new kid was an extra bonus to this game. I can't remember how the football player was but he was the only one how didn't go through with this game,he took me to were they were dancing and we danced. He talked to me and made me feel like I really belonged at dike school and was part of his class which was short lived after he moved away and the torment got worst. It seemed like it lasted for hours but ended for me after 1 hours because I was told I was not welcome anymore that was because the pawn(ME)wasn't treated like shit or made fun of. So I call me mom and she came and got me and I waited outside by the end of the drive for her,she never ask me about the party but she could see I had been crying and I had been hurt. To the day my MOM dead I never told her about what had happened at that party and why I never got to go to any others like it. I never ever told anyone that I ever went to or even I was invitied to one of there parties THe next week at school I found out through the grapevine that someone was the butt of their jokes at that saturdays party which was meant for me and the pictures didn't turn out. That is why they would never say how it was. It got me thinking of all the others that has gone before me and all the others that will follow me until we graduate for high school. After that I totally stayed away from all my classmates except 5 or 6 I could trust that would be there for each other.. I did what I had too to get enough credits to get out of Dike high school and graduate which I did do.. I even tried out for basketball,band,chorus,volleyball,softball,tennis,dance which I sucked at or wasn't every good at. I tried out for Cheerleading and I didn't make the team even through when I was little I was on the team as a little cheerleader in training. And because I didn't use any tumbling tricks which I was doing since I was 6 years old. The only thing I loved was and is acrobates which I got really good at even got to show everyone in gym class. The next foundest moment at Dike High School was are Junior-Senior Prom.It was held at UNI in one of there building which I can't remember which one it was.I decided to go because I was told it was a BLAST.I didn't have a date so my parents drove me there.My dress is the one my mom made me so I can have a nice dress for gradutation day.Dad bought my orchid flower for me and very carefully pinned it to the dress.Mom was so happy and pround of me for going by myself so she took some pictures of this happy day.I arrived there and I saw everyone else showing up in limo's and with dates the young men in tuxedos and the young ladies in dress the cost hundreds of dollars.I could have told my parents lets just go home and they would have done it without asking me WHY!I came this far so I got to of the car and walked up to the hall,I turned around to see to my parents satill waiting there for me until I walked inside then I could see and here them going by and honking.Every one got a little book for your classmates to sign and for you to put stuff done that you wanted to remember later.Everytime I tried to get my signed they would just walk away and tell everyone I was coming there way so no one would or did sign my book(It's stiil empty to this day!).Then someone noticed that the dress I was wearing was homemade and would have cost about $20.00!That was when the teasing and laughter started at that same time a person I throught was my friend was coming in.She had got married before the prom and got very drunk.She walked up to me and grabbed the rose out of my hand that everyone got at the doorCrushing it and stomping into the floor then taking hers she got cramming it into my face and up my nose.Then grabbing my punch she throw it in my face and down the front of my dress. Then everyone started laughting again so I ran out found a phone and called home.20 minutes later my parents pulled up and I ran over a got in.I could still hear the laughter from inside while I was waiting for my ride home no one not even a student or teacher or an adult came outside to check on me to see if I got home OK or anything else no one even cared to make sure I was OK and at home safe!After getting in my parents never asked what happened to me but they could see scratches all over my face and I was really hurt by it.I never talked about it ever not to my parents or to nobody else untell NOW!Once we got home and under better light they could see all that had happened to me and my dress my mom worked every hard to make my gradutation evey special for me.After bringing done my dress to see if mom could make it better,she every carefully cleaned it so it look like new for gradutation the next day or two.The whole time my mom was cleaning my dress I could hear her CRYING and SAYING WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THIS TO SOMEONE ELSE and THEN LAUGHT ABOUT IT AND WHERE WERE THE ADULTS WHEN THIS WAS GOING ON. In may 1980 I gradutated from Dike High School with more then enough credits and got a grant to go to Kirkwood Commm.College that August in 1980,so I took it and went.All I had was to get through the summer in Dike.I worked a lot of different jobs to make a little extra money,went to the swimming pool a lot.I just tried to forget all the very bad and bad time in high school and hung on to all the very good and good times very close to my heart.Then August came and I got the HELL out of town and never looked back and only came back too see my parents alway moving forward and making my life better each moment in my life by believing in myself and what is in my heart,soul and mind which is true and also KNOWING that my PARENTS are and always will be PROUD of me for being how I'm and not letting others try to change me. In college I had lots of cool friend how like me for just being me and not because they wanted something from me or to uses me in a mean joke.I even had some boy friends that I dated how like to spend time with me just because they liked me and not to get something out of me or to USE ME.I was safe and out of harms way being in college which I never got in high school because my class mates were always trying to hurt or use me.After getting out of college I spent the next two and a half years in cedar rapids looking for work and trying to find my place in this world.Not having any luck I decided to come back home in time to celebrate my birthday which I went up town to elmer's loung.Sitting at the bar was my true love we started talking and spent most of the night together.That winter I stayed with him in Grungy Center and got snowed in for three days after opening up the roads again I went home.In august of that year I moved in with him and we are still together.Two and a half years later we moved to Cedar Falls where I had a misscarage and found out I will never have kids and then being flooded out all those different times. Out of all the bad stuff comes something really good like in April 25,2006 we saved a 1922 house and moved it three blockes to a lot next to are old house.It took me a lot of work to get it ready to be moved.Dealing with the contracters and movers and doing all the hauling out of stuff from the basement and up to the attic.Also I had to deal with all the stuff at the new site too while Doug worked until he got a heart infection and had to be put in the hosipal for two to three weeks.Then I had to be with him at the hospital all the time,im glad the house was moved and sitting on the new foundation.So I had to get up earl and catch a bus and stay late till the last bus come.Even after the lost of both my parents and family and my 6 major surgeries and my husbands open heart surgery in sept.of 2008 and all the flooding which we had to pack up and leave then come back and clean in 2008 we had to leave and when we came back everything was fine the flood wall held along with all the sandbgs too.Even with all that it still made are love stronger!I was hoping it would have... So it all comes down to that You can survive your school and classmates no matter what they do to you.For better or worse they all are nobodies that will never have the ability to make your life youir own. I survived Dike High School and have a great life all on my own without any help from my classmates or Dike High School for the last 30 years.Sometime it is better then ever like moving a 1922 house three blockes to a new location next to are old house then sometimes it is worst like lossing both my parents which really hurts. I was voted the class nobody never to make anything of my life so you decide after reading this letter am I truely the class nobody or just a very different person that likes Wicca,Animals,other stuff and being different then the rest of the class. Which makes me totally cool never popular which let me hang out with others like me.

My life at Dike School from 1969 to 1980. By:Christina Marie Mesenbrink It all started when we Moved from Cedar Falls to Dike in 1969. It was bad enough to be a new kid but in the middle of the school year. That was in 5th grade and beinging the new kid I got beaten up before and after school up to 7th grade. From 7th grade through 12th grade I still got beaten up and locked in my locker and any other locker in school. They also put stuff in my lockers and did stuff to my locker which would ruin my stuff. They even put in my locker a light candle which got my in big trouble because my locker was right across from the office. I got 1 1/2month detention for the little stunt which meant I had to come 1 hour before school and stay 2 hours after school mon-fri and on sat I had to help out with school activists. It didn't make a differents that I didn't do it or not,no one cared that I was not guilty. No one stood up for me and told them that I was in class on the other side of the school and my locker. There was one time in 9th grade I was invited to a popular kids house for a party. Which I found out later that one kid like me(they called Freaks)got invited to one of their parties so alot of us kid get invited in a school year. This time it's was my turn and I couldn't wait till the saturday of the party. So that saturday finally gets here and I have my mom drive my out to the party and right off the bat I know something was not right. But I let it go and tell my mom it OK and I will call her when I'm ready too go home and she can come and get me. I should have turned around and walked back to the car and went home with mom. I walked up to the house and before I can ring the door bell the door opens up. Walking inside I see all the other popular kids from my class inside already having a great time not nothing they were just waiting for me to get there. Being very happy it doesn't click that there were no other kids like me there and they have very special plans for me that day. It's too late the door had closed and I had no escape until they let me out because the party has already started and the guest of honor has arived so the games could begin. There were lots of different games begining played that saturday but the favorite game was to get a kid(pawn,freak)like ME into a closet with a popular kid(football player and or cheerleader,ect..)for some tongue action or even go farther like getting there shirt off and or pants or both. Then the popular kid would say something like boy you look nice that would let all the other kids know it was time to rush over and throwing open the door while taking lots of pictures of them while laughing and calling them names. Over the next few days they would make lots of copies for the whole school to have then they would write something sick on them before handing them out to all the popular kids from the lower to the upper classes. So all of them can laugh at us and treat us worst then usual not letting us know why this is happening and never stopping either. Here it was my turn to go through this and being a new kid was an extra bonus to this game. I can't remember how the football player was but he was the only one how didn't go through with this game,he took me to were they were dancing and we danced. He talked to me and made me feel like I really belonged at dike school and was part of his class which was short lived after he moved away and the torment got worst. It seemed like it lasted for hours but ended for me after 1 hours because I was told I was not welcome anymore that was because the pawn(ME)wasn't treated like shit or made fun of. So I call me mom and she came and got me and I waited outside by the end of the drive for her,she never ask me about the party but she could see I had been crying and I had been hurt. To the day my MOM dead I never told her about what had happened at that party and why I never got to go to any others like it. I never ever told anyone that I ever went to or even I was invitied to one of there parties THe next week at school I found out through the grapevine that someone was the butt of their jokes at that saturdays party which was meant for me and the pictures didn't turn out. That is why they would never say how it was. It got me thinking of all the others that has gone before me and all the others that will follow me until we graduate for high school. After that I totally stayed away from all my classmates except 5 or 6 I could trust that would be there for each other.. I did what I had too to get enough credits to get out of Dike high school and graduate which I did do.. I even tried out for basketball,band,chorus,volleyball,softball,tennis,dance which I sucked at or wasn't every good at. I tried out for Cheerleading and I didn't make the team even through when I was little I was on the team as a little cheerleader in training. And because I didn't use any tumbling tricks which I was doing since I was 6 years old. The only thing I loved was and is acrobates which I got really good at even got to show everyone in gym class. The next foundest moment at Dike High School was are Junior-Senior Prom.It was held at UNI in one of there building which I can't remember which one it was.I decided to go because I was told it was a BLAST.I didn't have a date so my parents drove me there.My dress is the one my mom made me so I can have a nice dress for gradutation day.Dad bought my orchid flower for me and very carefully pinned it to the dress.Mom was so happy and pround of me for going by myself so she took some pictures of this happy day.I arrived there and I saw everyone else showing up in limo's and with dates the young men in tuxedos and the young ladies in dress the cost hundreds of dollars.I could have told my parents lets just go home and they would have done it without asking me WHY!I came this far so I got to of the car and walked up to the hall,I turned around to see to my parents satill waiting there for me until I walked inside then I could see and here them going by and honking.Every one got a little book for your classmates to sign and for you to put stuff done that you wanted to remember later.Everytime I tried to get my signed they would just walk away and tell everyone I was coming there way so no one would or did sign my book(It's stiil empty to this day!).Then someone noticed that the dress I was wearing was homemade and would have cost about $20.00!That was when the teasing and laughter started at that same time a person I throught was my friend was coming in.She had got married before the prom and got very drunk.She walked up to me and grabbed the rose out of my hand that everyone got at the doorCrushing it and stomping into the floor then taking hers she got cramming it into my face and up my nose.Then grabbing my punch she throw it in my face and down the front of my dress. Then everyone started laughting again so I ran out found a phone and called home.20 minutes later my parents pulled up and I ran over a got in.I could still hear the laughter from inside while I was waiting for my ride home no one not even a student or teacher or an adult came outside to check on me to see if I got home OK or anything else no one even cared to make sure I was OK and at home safe!After getting in my parents never asked what happened to me but they could see scratches all over my face and I was really hurt by it.I never talked about it ever not to my parents or to nobody else untell NOW!Once we got home and under better light they could see all that had happened to me and my dress my mom worked every hard to make my gradutation evey special for me.After bringing done my dress to see if mom could make it better,she every carefully cleaned it so it look like new for gradutation the next day or two.The whole time my mom was cleaning my dress I could hear her CRYING and SAYING WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THIS TO SOMEONE ELSE and THEN LAUGHT ABOUT IT AND WHERE WERE THE ADULTS WHEN THIS WAS GOING ON. In may 1980 I gradutated from Dike High School with more then enough credits and got a grant to go to Kirkwood Commm.College that August in 1980,so I took it and went.All I had was to get through the summer in Dike.I worked a lot of different jobs to make a little extra money,went to the swimming pool a lot.I just tried to forget all the very bad and bad time in high school and hung on to all the very good and good times very close to my heart.Then August came and I got the HELL out of town and never looked back and only came back too see my parents alway moving forward and making my life better each moment in my life by believing in myself and what is in my heart,soul and mind which is true and also KNOWING that my PARENTS are and always will be PROUD of me for being how I'm and not letting others try to change me. In college I had lots of cool friend how like me for just being me and not because they wanted something from me or to uses me in a mean joke.I even had some boy friends that I dated how like to spend time with me just because they liked me and not to get something out of me or to USE ME.I was safe and out of harms way being in college which I never got in high school because my class mates were always trying to hurt or use me.After getting out of college I spent the next two and a half years in cedar rapids looking for work and trying to find my place in this world.Not having any luck I decided to come back home in time to celebrate my birthday which I went up town to elmer's loung.Sitting at the bar was my true love we started talking and spent most of the night together.That winter I stayed with him in Grungy Center and got snowed in for three days after opening up the roads again I went home.In august of that year I moved in with him and we are still together.Two and a half years later we moved to Cedar Falls where I had a misscarage and found out I will never have kids and then being flooded out all those different times. Out of all the bad stuff comes something really good like in April 25,2006 we saved a 1922 house and moved it three blockes to a lot next to are old house.It took me a lot of work to get it ready to be moved.Dealing with the contracters and movers and doing all the hauling out of stuff from the basement and up to the attic.Also I had to deal with all the stuff at the new site too while Doug worked until he got a heart infection and had to be put in the hosipal for two to three weeks.Then I had to be with him at the hospital all the time,im glad the house was moved and sitting on the new foundation.So I had to get up earl and catch a bus and stay late till the last bus come.Even after the lost of both my parents and family and my 6 major surgeries and my husbands open heart surgery in sept.of 2008 and all the flooding which we had to pack up and leave then come back and clean in 2008 we had to leave and when we came back everything was fine the flood wall held along with all the sandbgs too.Even with all that it still made are love stronger!I was hoping it would have... So it all comes down to that You can survive your school and classmates no matter what they do to you.For better or worse they all are nobodies that will never have the ability to make your life youir own. I survived Dike High School and have a great life all on my own without any help from my classmates or Dike High School for the last 30 years.Sometime it is better then ever like moving a 1922 house three blockes to a new location next to are old house then sometimes it is worst like lossing both my parents which really hurts. I was voted the class nobody never to make anything of my life so you decide after reading this letter am I truely the class nobody or just a very different person that likes Wicca,Animals,other stuff and being different then the rest of the class. Which makes me totally cool never popular which let me hang out with others like me.

My life at Dike School from 1969 to 1980. By:Christina Marie Mesenbrink It all started when we Moved from Cedar Falls to Dike in 1969. It was bad enough to be a new kid but in the middle of the school year. That was in 5th grade and beinging the new kid I got beaten up before and after school up to 7th grade. From 7th grade through 12th grade I still got beaten up and locked in my locker and any other locker in school. They also put stuff in my lockers and did stuff to my locker which would ruin my stuff. They even put in my locker a light candle which got my in big trouble because my locker was right across from the office. I got 1 1/2month detention for the little stunt which meant I had to come 1 hour before school and stay 2 hours after school mon-fri and on sat I had to help out with school activists. It didn't make a differents that I didn't do it or not,no one cared that I was not guilty. No one stood up for me and told them that I was in class on the other side of the school and my locker. There was one time in 9th grade I was invited to a popular kids house for a party. Which I found out later that one kid like me(they called Freaks)got invited to one of their parties so alot of us kid get invited in a school year. This time it's was my turn and I couldn't wait till the saturday of the party. So that saturday finally gets here and I have my mom drive my out to the party and right off the bat I know something was not right. But I let it go and tell my mom it OK and I will call her when I'm ready too go home and she can come and get me. I should have turned around and walked back to the car and went home with mom. I walked up to the house and before I can ring the door bell the door opens up. Walking inside I see all the other popular kids from my class inside already having a great time not nothing they were just waiting for me to get there. Being very happy it doesn't click that there were no other kids like me there and they have very special plans for me that day. It's too late the door had closed and I had no escape until they let me out because the party has already started and the guest of honor has arived so the games could begin. There were lots of different games begining played that saturday but the favorite game was to get a kid(pawn,freak)like ME into a closet with a popular kid(football player and or cheerleader,ect..)for some tongue action or even go farther like getting there shirt off and or pants or both. Then the popular kid would say something like boy you look nice that would let all the other kids know it was time to rush over and throwing open the door while taking lots of pictures of them while laughing and calling them names. Over the next few days they would make lots of copies for the whole school to have then they would write something sick on them before handing them out to all the popular kids from the lower to the upper classes. So all of them can laugh at us and treat us worst then usual not letting us know why this is happening and never stopping either. Here it was my turn to go through this and being a new kid was an extra bonus to this game. I can't remember how the football player was but he was the only one how didn't go through with this game,he took me to were they were dancing and we danced. He talked to me and made me feel like I really belonged at dike school and was part of his class which was short lived after he moved away and the torment got worst. It seemed like it lasted for hours but ended for me after 1 hours because I was told I was not welcome anymore that was because the pawn(ME)wasn't treated like shit or made fun of. So I call me mom and she came and got me and I waited outside by the end of the drive for her,she never ask me about the party but she could see I had been crying and I had been hurt. To the day my MOM dead I never told her about what had happened at that party and why I never got to go to any others like it. I never ever told anyone that I ever went to or even I was invitied to one of there parties THe next week at school I found out through the grapevine that someone was the butt of their jokes at that saturdays party which was meant for me and the pictures didn't turn out. That is why they would never say how it was. It got me thinking of all the others that has gone before me and all the others that will follow me until we graduate for high school. After that I totally stayed away from all my classmates except 5 or 6 I could trust that would be there for each other.. I did what I had too to get enough credits to get out of Dike high school and graduate which I did do.. I even tried out for basketball,band,chorus,volleyball,softball,tennis,dance which I sucked at or wasn't every good at. I tried out for Cheerleading and I didn't make the team even through when I was little I was on the team as a little cheerleader in training. And because I didn't use any tumbling tricks which I was doing since I was 6 years old. The only thing I loved was and is acrobates which I got really good at even got to show everyone in gym class. The next foundest moment at Dike High School was are Junior-Senior Prom.It was held at UNI in one of there building which I can't remember which one it was.I decided to go because I was told it was a BLAST.I didn't have a date so my parents drove me there.My dress is the one my mom made me so I can have a nice dress for gradutation day.Dad bought my orchid flower for me and very carefully pinned it to the dress.Mom was so happy and pround of me for going by myself so she took some pictures of this happy day.I arrived there and I saw everyone else showing up in limo's and with dates the young men in tuxedos and the young ladies in dress the cost hundreds of dollars.I could have told my parents lets just go home and they would have done it without asking me WHY!I came this far so I got to of the car and walked up to the hall,I turned around to see to my parents satill waiting there for me until I walked inside then I could see and here them going by and honking.Every one got a little book for your classmates to sign and for you to put stuff done that you wanted to remember later.Everytime I tried to get my signed they would just walk away and tell everyone I was coming there way so no one would or did sign my book(It's stiil empty to this day!).Then someone noticed that the dress I was wearing was homemade and would have cost about $20.00!That was when the teasing and laughter started at that same time a person I throught was my friend was coming in.She had got married before the prom and got very drunk.She walked up to me and grabbed the rose out of my hand that everyone got at the doorCrushing it and stomping into the floor then taking hers she got cramming it into my face and up my nose.Then grabbing my punch she throw it in my face and down the front of my dress. Then everyone started laughting again so I ran out found a phone and called home.20 minutes later my parents pulled up and I ran over a got in.I could still hear the laughter from inside while I was waiting for my ride home no one not even a student or teacher or an adult came outside to check on me to see if I got home OK or anything else no one even cared to make sure I was OK and at home safe!After getting in my parents never asked what happened to me but they could see scratches all over my face and I was really hurt by it.I never talked about it ever not to my parents or to nobody else untell NOW!Once we got home and under better light they could see all that had happened to me and my dress my mom worked every hard to make my gradutation evey special for me.After bringing done my dress to see if mom could make it better,she every carefully cleaned it so it look like new for gradutation the next day or two.The whole time my mom was cleaning my dress I could hear her CRYING and SAYING WHY WOULD SOMEONE DO THIS TO SOMEONE ELSE and THEN LAUGHT ABOUT IT AND WHERE WERE THE ADULTS WHEN THIS WAS GOING ON. In may 1980 I gradutated from Dike High School with more then enough credits and got a grant to go to Kirkwood Commm.College that August in 1980,so I took it and went.All I had was to get through the summer in Dike.I worked a lot of different jobs to make a little extra money,went to the swimming pool a lot.I just tried to forget all the very bad and bad time in high school and hung on to all the very good and good times very close to my heart.Then August came and I got the HELL out of town and never looked back and only came back too see my parents alway moving forward and making my life better each moment in my life by believing in myself and what is in my heart,soul and mind which is true and also KNOWING that my PARENTS are and always will be PROUD of me for being how I'm and not letting others try to change me. In college I had lots of cool friend how like me for just being me and not because they wanted something from me or to uses me in a mean joke.I even had some boy friends that I dated how like to spend time with me just because they liked me and not to get something out of me or to USE ME.I was safe and out of harms way being in college which I never got in high school because my class mates were always trying to hurt or use me.After getting out of college I spent the next two and a half years in cedar rapids looking for work and trying to find my place in this world.Not having any luck I decided to come back home in time to celebrate my birthday which I went up town to elmer's loung.Sitting at the bar was my true love we started talking and spent most of the night together.That winter I stayed with him in Grungy Center and got snowed in for three days after opening up the roads again I went home.In august of that year I moved in with him and we are still together.Two and a half years later we moved to Cedar Falls where I had a misscarage and found out I will never have kids and then being flooded out all those different times. Out of all the bad stuff comes something really good like in April 25,2006 we saved a 1922 house and moved it three blockes to a lot next to are old house.It took me a lot of work to get it ready to be moved.Dealing with the contracters and movers and doing all the hauling out of stuff from the basement and up to the attic.Also I had to deal with all the stuff at the new site too while Doug worked until he got a heart infection and had to be put in the hosipal for two to three weeks.Then I had to be with him at the hospital all the time,im glad the house was moved and sitting on the new foundation.So I had to get up earl and catch a bus and stay late till the last bus come.Even after the lost of both my parents and family and my 6 major surgeries and my husbands open heart surgery in sept.of 2008 and all the flooding which we had to pack up and leave then come back and clean in 2008 we had to leave and when we came back everything was fine the flood wall held along with all the sandbgs too.Even with all that it still made are love stronger!I was hoping it would have... So it all comes down to that You can survive your school and classmates no matter what they do to you.For better or worse they all are nobodies that will never have the ability to make your life youir own. I survived Dike High School and have a great life all on my own without any help from my classmates or Dike High School for the last 30 years.Sometime it is better then ever like moving a 1922 house three blockes to a new location next to are old house then sometimes it is worst like lossing both my parents which really hurts. I was voted the class nobody never to make anything of my life so you decide after reading this letter am I truely the class nobody or just a very different person that likes Wicca,Animals,other stuff and being different then the rest of the class. Which makes me totally cool never popular which let me hang out with others like me.

Ok I've been bullied from preschool to my current grade, 6. Ok so people think I'm a nerd because I listen to classical music and rock. Classical because I play the flute. Rock is, um, I just like it! I watch nerdy movies and tv shows like doctor who (my fav tv show), Jurassic park, star wars, etc. I know a lot about fish and animals because, I grew up with 6-10 snakes, 4 geckos, 20 fish, 3cats, and 5 hermit crabs. 4 grade was hard because the cat I had my entire life that always cheered me up died of stomach cancer. I miss her soooooooooo much and i went to school crying and people thought I was a cry baby. I had a ton of homework, only 3 friends, and spark missing to cheer me up. I thought I wasn't good enough for me, my family, or anyone. I actually thought off suicide.... But now those thoughts are gone. I'm over weight by 40 pounds and I'm trying my best working out and I am actually losing weight! I'm running everyday, stretching to get more flexible, and instead of fries, I eat fruit! I'm still overweight though.... I want to be like one of my friends, she eats pizza like every week, and never gains a pound! She doesn't work out, I'm super jelly! When we have a test on animals and sea creatures all of the sudden people be come my "best buds" and say things like, "hey friend, want to hang out sometime?" Or "I'm going to watch a movie and after that I'm going to the mall, wanna come?" I HATE PEOPLE WHEN THEY DO THAT!!!!!!!! Stupid, idiotic, mean little, GOLD DIGGERS! And once I help, they get an A of course because I when to Catalina Jr. Sea camp 4 years in a row! We learn about fish, what they do, snorkel, etc. then after they ace the test their like, "eww get away from me!" An I'm like, "but I thought we were 'best buds'?" And their like, " yeah right! Like I would ever. Hang out with you, you loser!" And I was crushed! my other friends didn't bother standing up for me...... That hurt right here ❤ I was 💔 I felt like a flaming bag of dog💩! 😿😟😭I am scarred for life! But I want to stand up for those who gebullied so join me to end this feud or war or whatever you call it! ALL NERDS, UNITE!!!!!!!!!