People are extremely cruel.

I have been bullied nearly my entire life by family, people I thought were my friends, bus drivers where I used to live, and many other people. Told I was fat, I wasn't good enough, I shouldn't be friends with certain people, people even started to tell others that I was lesbian. I am bi-sexual, but where my family was.... that wasn't exactly popular and that made me an outcast. It made my family an outcast.

My father and step-mother even bullied me. My step-mother told me I was fat and I stopped eating for a couple days, until eventually my biological mom forced me to eat.

There were times where I wanted to end my life, but my mom and my brother were what kept me strong. It hurt so much, feeling these things about myself.

But everyday, I thank my mom and my brother, my boyfriend, and the people on my mothers side and some on the side of my father's of the family, because without them, I probably wouldn't be here today.

Hello, all. My nephew is 16 for 14 of his life is with him being bullyed at school, but yet the teachers, the school broad and the cop in my town they all know about it. but dont do a thing about it. my school is on the side of bullys what can i do about it. when your town loves them. my school dont care about my nephew being hurt by his bully. they just care about the bully being hurt.. What can You do?

Hi, my name is Rachel and i am now 15 years old. In grade 7, i moved and switched schools. Honestly, i thought it was going to be amazing because i wouldve gotten knew friends. Yes, i did, but i also got bullies too. I got called a lot of names and it hurt me a lot. I didnt do anything because i thought it would stop...but it didnt. I started to slowly lose some friends here and there. I eventually started to burn myself. But again, i didnt tell anyone. It was mainly these three boys that bullied me pretty much every single day. I got too upset one day and told my dad. He told me that i was better than them and to just be strong and keep my friends close. This bullying went on into grade 8. While still in grade 7, one day i was walking home for lunch. I was walking on the left side of the road, while two of the boys that bullied me, were on the right side. Now this was a rather wide, busy road. I had my backpack on, and i noticed something hit it. I looked around and nothing was there so i didnt pay much again. Then it happened again, and again and again. Then i started feeling it on my leg. I realized that what i was feeling, were rocks being thrown at me from the boys on the other side of the road. I tried to act like i didnt notice, until they threw a rather big, pointy, rock covered in dirt. I gasped and automatically started to cry because of the pain. I looked at my arm. There was an automatic purple bruise and it was swollen and it was bleeding. The saw what they did and they ran down a street. i continued to walk home, and my brothers girlfriend was there. I showed her and told her what happened and she called my dad. He came and picked me up and we went to my schools office right away. Long story short, my school did nothing but give them a warning. But yet, the bullying still went on into grade 8...but when highschool started, they didnt even look at me. It was finally over. Nothing happened to me ever again.

lets just say there are 600 students in my grade and 5 of them will talk to me. I have been called "weird" and "lame" people say I shold delete my instagram because they don't like me on their favorite app. I have 3 best friends who talk to me because they want to and not because they are supposed to. I am called fat for no reason, I weigh 100 pounds, get over it. I getted bumped into in the hals a lot and most of the day im quiet. im getting sick of this crap people are just jealous of me. stay strong  

People think your weird and unwanted because your adopted. Well i think im just special :) i used to cut but i have been 13 weeks clean now. My best friend tried suicide and now she says she has stopped caring for anyone who bugs us when we are walking in the hallway. I get pushed into lockers and used as a human shield for little grade &'s. 

 

I just have to say. if you give up then they win. I switched schools twice because of bullying

 

Stay Strong :)

it was my 7th grade year bin middle school  some 8th grade when mean to me 

that say i annoying they want to punch me and say go away in a mean way 

i stand up to the people in i say why are u be in to me what did to u

 

 

 

Girls are mean in high school..

I got badly bullied really bad, I would come home crying every day because I got bullied VERY badly at school. I almost either 1) did home-schooling or 2) transfer to another middle school in the area. I would get physically bullied; like get knocked down to the floor, verbally bullied: like being called the "R" word, and be gossiped about for no good reason. I felt God being with me all through those two years of middle school (7th and 8th grade). I feel that nobody should be treated the way that I was treated, being physically and verbally bullied. If you ignore those people, hopefully it will stop, if not then go to trusted adults. Everybody is special in their own ways, and you shouldn't be brought down for that. I got bullied like that because of my disabilities; Autism, ADHD, and Anxiety, and because I want to become a pilot. Life is better now, but I will NEVER forget what happened to me in middle school.

I suffered from bullying my entire life. I was constantly arguing with my family and I was bullied in every school I went to. I was heavy-set, I had glasses, braces, bad skin, greasy hair, shopped at Walmart & thrift stores because that's all we could afford, that sort of thing. By my senior year, I had three super-close friends I talked to. So when I graduated I didn't even entertain the possibility of remaining in New Hampshire and I set out for Connecticut. I was (and still am, as far as I know!) the only student from my district at this college and I couldn't be happier with my life. I made more life-long friends in three years of college than I did in 12 years of public education. It might take time, but you'll find a support system. You'll make it.

I was bullied in school and still getting bullied on social networking sites like Instagram and Facebook.  I thought it will never end.  I was called ugly names and had objects thrown at me.  Water was thrown at me, pens, pencils, paper, etc.  I went to a teacher, principal, and dean.  Nobody helped me.  I felt lost.

They hated me because I was always the smart one in class and got excellent grades.  I always had my nose in a book.  Why, you ask?  There is not an answer I can give you.