tall, beautiful. gorgeous smile that can light up any room, even if you didnt know her at all. she always always tells people how amazing they are, she saved my life more than once. shes funny, and quirky. and she has the most gorgeous voice. i cant tell you how many times she made people feel better on their worst days. 

bullying happens at every school. nobody notices it, unless its happening to you. nobody knew she was being bullied so bad. but like the rest of us, a master of disguise. 

i remember walking into school a tad late that day, and i had my headphones in. i walked out into the portables and sat down as quiet as i could be, and took out my headphones as the teacher was reading off of a piece of paper, "this is truly a tradgety. alright well ill let you guys sit for a while and talk amongst yourselves if you need to, i know how hard this can be for some people" and he walked back to his desk and sat down.

i was so confused, what had just happened..? more budget cuts i bet. our school is getting crappier and crappier. sitting here for a minute, people were kinda goofing off like nothing was actually happening, i mean budget cuts werent that bad haha. but there was a pinching feeling in my gut. i couldnt really fight my own curiosity, so i stumbled my way from the back row up to Mr. Coons' desk, "morning, so what happened? i walked in a little late and i missed the announcement" he looked up at me for a second, with the strangest expression. i couldnt tell what he was thinking, until he picked up the paper and said, "a freshman at our school has taken her own life last night" 

i just stopped breathing. i couldnt blink, move, i couldnt think. it was like my whole body was put on pause, frozen. had i heard the name right? no, it cant be. i know her better than that. they got the wrong person. but i couldnt help it, the thought of her dying made me cry. it wasnt true, of course. but it still made me sad knowing someone died, especially in that way.

mr coons told me to take my things up to the library, where they had a support group for those who needed it. i didnt need to go, i mean it wasnt anyone i knew. but i guess it was a good idea anyways, i could help the others who were there. probably only a few people.

i slowed my walk to a stroll as i got calmer and thought, 'how could that happen to anyone i knew, or even someone at my school'. i wasnt sad anymore, because i had convinced myself that it wasnt that bad.

i managed up the steep steps, about to turn a corner to the hallway leading to the library. i approached a bathroom, and i heard a sniffle.

no. this cant be happening. no, i wont believe it. 

my good friend Noa walked out of the bathroom. her face was red and puffy, her eyes swollen and glassy like she was crying. 

she turned to me, looked me in the eye. thats all i needed.

i collapsed to the floor, i cried. i couldnt function, all i could do was scream and cry. i couldnt walk. noa came over and she was bawling, she said, "i know, i know layne. i cant believe this is happening. why would she do this... why her..??"

next thing i know, im being pulled to my feet, and half dragged and half walked to the library. there were easily 40 or 50 people there crying and total wreaks. they were all here for her, each and every one of them was touched by her in some incredible way.

it was the hardest day for me, in my whole life. when someone you love, and care about. your best friends eve, when they take their own life, it never... its never something that youre okay with. you dont get over it. ever. but you learn how to cope. thats how you get through the days, you learn how to live without them. its almost her birthday, september 27th. she would have been 16 years old! 

she took her own life because of severe bullying inside, and outside of school. 

i can testify that bully9ing is a serious crime. i have dealt with it my whole life. kids putting gum in my hair, stealing my clothes. they used to stalk me down the hallways until there were no teachers around and then kick me to the concrete wall and hit me and spit on me. im 4th grade they used to put dirt and worms in my lunch because i was fat. the day before my honor band concert, i had gotten an explosion of texts from numbers i didnt know tellling me to kill myself, that i was fat, ugly, stupid, ignorant, wetback, pussy, dyke, bitch, annoying, lesbian, tranny, asshat, that i should shove my face in the garbage where it belongs. 

that stuff doesnt go away. i deal with bullying every single day, and im scared for my brother having to go through it as well. im 16 almost 17, i am a junior at westview high school in portland oregon. and this problem needs to be stopped. im sick of being scared to go to the bus stop and listen to the kids talk about how flat my chest is, and how i dress like a faggot. i just want to feel safe at school, and i want people to remember my dear friend who took her life. she would have wanted this to stop. 

rest in peace my marina bug, Marina Raquel Hamblin-Rock. september 27th, 1998- june 5th 2013. 

When I was in 1st grade, I lived in a small town called Guernsey. I had a few friends, Katie, Haylee, and Jacob. I normally hung out with Katie, and we were on top of the spiderweb, when we got in a little fight. Her saying I broke her binoculars, me saying I didn't, that kind if stuff. We didn't talk for the rest of the year really, and Haylee decided to start stuff, things like rumors, and an she started shoving me and calling me names. The only true friend I had was Jacob. We'd be in class, and I would turn to looks at him, and he would flip his eyelids inside out just to make me laugh. But for 2nd grade I had to move back to my hometown, we lost touch, and I haven't talked to him since. And I went to a school called Pineview for 2nd-4th grade. A girl named Brailey, used to be one of my best friends. She met someone who changed her. Ever since then, she has called me names, treated me like trash, up until last year when we both started high school. I went to NC, and her and her friends went to KW. I haven't sen or talk to them since. And I would always ignore them, but that didn't change a thing. They always started something. But it finally stopped And I'm grateful. 

Cyberbullying in college I am an Australian University student and I studied abroad at an american college SUNY New Paltz last year for a semester. They created this site called New Paltz Secrets which allowed students to annonymously express their views to the general public, some of which were extremely distasteful. On Valentine's day I looked through the website because I thought people may write anonymous love letters. At this point, I didn't know about the unofficial competitor New Paltz Secrets much to my horror I saw a post entitled #53 which read the following:  "The Australian kid who nobody likes is currently plotting his revenge on everybody, be nice or you'll be first."  13 people "liked" this, the majority of which had SEVERE issues and some of which I had never even met. The post had one non-anonymous comment from some one I used to think was my "friend" saying, "I am so dead." This post was also shared on her facebook website from some one I do not know for her to comment negatively about me in front of all her facebook friends in addition to the public.   Thankfully, after words I read up and saw that a lot of people had defended me and stood up for. I guess it's times like that when others turn against you that you really get to find out exactly who your true friends. I confronted the girl who emotionally abused me and we ended all communication each other. I am very grateful to my friends for defending me and I received the most overwhelming support.   There was another post about me which I tracked down on Tumblr which also insulted me, thankfully this post was deleted even before I had the chance to see it. The defense that the perpetrator who cyber bullied me used is that I was "stalking" her to be able to find it as I was her facebook "friend" at the time and we had just started talking again.   It shows though that this is not just happening at high schools, its even happening at colleges in America online! I am still very hurt and upset by her actions but am doing everything I can to move on as I made a lot of really good friends at New Paltz who I am still in contact with even though I am in Australia. They are the friends that I treasure because they are true friends and I miss them dearly.   All it took was that one girl my best friend to defend me and then more started to defend me. They defended me so much that the bullying collapsed and we ended up winning the battle of love as opposed to hate. As a result of it, I also met new people and made new friends because so many people were defending me that some other people even wanted to meet me who hadn't previously.  

I have been bullied since I was in Kindergarten  So I was 4 when the bullying started for me The bullying is still happening and I'm 15 years-old. It was just one girl for the first three years, but then more people started to bully me. When it started, it was just verbal bullying. But as it progressed, I started to get hit and get physically bullied. The bullying for me started to get really bad at the age of 8. When I was 8, I was having serious heart problems and that caused me to be weak and the original bully took advantage of that and that's when the physicality of the bullying started.

I tried to tell my parents about the bullying twice. The first time, they told me that I was just having an overactive imagination. The second time, they told that I need to fight back. The second time was 3 years ago. No one else in my family knows about the bullying.

I've have thoughts of suicide a lot in the past. I've tried to kill myself by attempting to drown myself in the bathtub, cutting, and a few other methods. But I'm not going to name any of the other ways.

But I have started going to counseling to help with dealing with depression and the bullies. I have started to fight back when the bullies start to bully me. I am about to start my sophomore year. I am currently hoping, praying, and wishing that this year is going to be a different year. A good different.

My name is Kristen. I am 14. I had no problems with bullying in my old school. When I came to Homer Schools in 3rd grade I was immediately outcasted by the others because I was the same as them. I was shy, quiet, and I wore darker clothes than they did. I thought that when I switched to middle school because they have a different principal. I was wrong. When I started to fully open up how I wanted to be and wanted to dress, in 5th grade, the bullying got worse. People pushed me in the halls, called me names such as emo, goth girl, dyke, cunt, bitch, and many more. They would say I'm fat, anorexic, a whore, crazy, suicidal, mental, and a dog. I told the principal. I came biome crying almost everyday. In 8th grade I went home from school with tears rushing down my face everyday for 3 weeks. It got so bad that I couldn't even concentrate on my work. I gave my principal the names of the people and he didn't do anything. He didn't talk to them. He didn't even call their parents. I barely passed the 8th grade because of them. Because they wouldn't leave me alone long enough for me to learn it properly. I'm going into 9th grade now. High school. The most important years of my education. The time I need I focus most on. My fear going I to high school is not that it will be hard. My fear is that the bullying still won't stop. My fear is that this principal will be like the rest. My fear is that if it doesn't stop and I have I go into the all too familiar office, he won't do anything. I wish I could say I'm looking forward to high school like everyone else but I can't. I had no one to stand up for me In elementary and middle school. Make sure others do have someone to stand up for them and remember, never give in never back down.

Ive been bullied my whole life. As an adult Ive isolated myself. I went back to school to become a nurse thinking nursing would be a safe place. It turns out nurses are the biggest group of bullies Ive encountered in my adult life. I now see why children would grow up to be bullies, their parents.

i use to get texts and calls from private numbers telling me i dont deserve to live and that i should die and i shouldnt even been bprn. i got these calls and texts everyday and it hurt me bad and i didnt know what to do. my parents dont even know i use to get bullied. i started cutting myself hurting myself stuff. i didnt want to deal with life anymore i couldnt take it i just wanted to die and never live again but i didnt want to leave my family. i use to get call ugly fat bitch cunt hoe. i 14 years old now standing strong.   ive been bullied for 4 years and now i dont get bullied anymore i just want to say that you can stop bullying and if you stick up for yourself they will leave you alone 

~passhon bascus

I myself, was one of those kids who constantly got picked on in school. Mostly by the 'popular' people. My mom said I would come home from school crying each day because it was the worst day ever. I honestly, don't remember those days, I blacked out those moment in my life.

I was definitely at time on the brink of suicide, thinking I could not stand to live another day in my shoes. So much so, that I would just rather suffer and let my family and few friends I had to live on without me. But somehow, i persevered and lived on.

Being constantly picked on for being different or what I didn't understand within myself as being gay, truly hurt. I am glad I over came those bullies and probably have created a better life for myself than anyone of them have today.

Watching the movie "bully" brought back a lot of hurtful memories, but also the fact that if I can, help others to be respectful and make it known that Bullying is not OK.

Hi my name is Alyssa and I would like to tell you how to stand up for bulling. First when you see someone getting bullied you go and tell an adult that you can trust and if they don't do anything you go tell a principal. Next all the bulliers out there STOP it is not nice; what if they did that to you you need to stop and stop now or otherwise you are gonna get caught and then you would you would beg the principal to not write you up or send you to alternative school. It is not right those kids out there are comiting suicide or not going to school because they are afraid to go to school because they dont like being bullied. Then when you do get bullied as soon as they are done go and tell a teacher or the principal. Finally all of those kids out there that see this you just ignore the conflict because if you go over the kid that is the bully will bully you.

Look, I just finished watching the movie and I think it's great and all to come together as a community to stop bullying, but the easiest solution to all of this is to teach kids how to stand up for themselves and fight back literally. Yes, with violence. In our most primal instincts we are all animals and bully's pick on the ones that act or appear weaker. I was picked on all my life and still get picked on sometimes. When my own mom gave me permission to kick the bully's butt and I decided to fight the bully jerk after school back in middle school, only then was I left alone. We need to teach children how to defend themselves with martial arts and witty comebacks. This is how we will stop suicides and all this crazy bullying that has gotten out of hand. It may not be sugar and spice to read this and it may seem ugly or stooping to bully's but it's not. Standing up for myself spared me for the rest of my life. I learned I have the power to end my own bullying and not someone else, ME!!