Next year my brother starts high school and I am terrified. He has a very high-functioning autism spectrum disorder which gives him a way of looking at the world that is different from most people . For the last year every time anyone made a comment about someone being weird or annoying I couldn't help but be transported to a year later when that would be my brother they were talking about. Reading all of these stories about people condemning bullying and name-calling has helped me relax a little bit. I love him so much I don't know what to do. I'm sure having his sister beat up anyone who calls him a name would hardly help him. 

I wasnt bullyed much and now a days not at all but the future im not sure. I have witnessed bullying alot and still do some times i would do nothing and just prevent that hole thing from being in my life but now a days and also from being inspired by the insperational award winning film "Bully" I now stand up and 100% try ahd stop bullying. From now on i'll try my hardest for my hole life to sto bullying.

I wish there was this much awareness and action against bullying 22 years ago, but so glad to see it now As an adult! I was severely bullied from elementary school to junior high and had suicidal thoughts during that time. Waking up to go to school was excruciatingly difficult and the fear I felt was enormous. I don't think people realize how damaging it is to a child. It's mental abuse and it caused me major PTSD into adulthood. watching this movie was painful but it did move me. I hope that every child and or any person knows that what others do and say is NOT a reflection of them. As painful as it feels don't give them the power! They are NOT worth it!! 

it started in the fifth grade, with this kid ben and trent, they would punch me and hit me kick me i had scars bruises cuts, it was bad. Then the preps started picking on me calling ma a freak, goth, emo slut. i hated that school. but i could count on my friends who were there for me. i started cutting myslef at first i told no one, but i eventually told my friends. I found my mom cheated on my dad and they were fighting alottttttt i would stay up and listen to them yelling and fighting. i cut more. then this guy beno started picking on my too and this guy riley . i hated life. but then i found i was moving to flordia i was soooo happy i was finally leavign that rat hole. I was wrong. I moved to flordia and i got bullied here too. i cut everyday for a long time, people called me rat, ugly, freak, anger girl. I hated it here too. my parents found out i cut so did the school.i had to go to new horizons a place for kids with problems like me i found i have anger problems my life was a living hell . i have really been trying to turn it around, slowly the bulling has stoppedand my parents well not really

NEVER LET THEM put you down. don't them make you feel bad and uncomfortable. Neve let them get to you. You are a good person that deserves lots of good things. you have so many people that love you :)

 hello, my name is Lizeth and I'm 13 years old. I've been bullied since the 2nd grade. It was really hard going to school everyday. Just because I was  little over weigh. Lots of kids would call me names,pull my hair, and hit me. It was the same thing every year for the past 6 years. Last year a big guy that was two years ahead of my grabbed my arm and pulled me to the ground and started beating like if i was a doll.he also pulled my hair and stared dragging me.After he stopped he just walked away. I only told my mom about that. After that day i never saw him. The Bullying stopped a little later that year. The hitting and pulling hair stuff stopped but the name calling didn't.

In the 7th grade it almost stopped but a girl in my class sat behind me and she started pulling my hair and hitting me on my back. She also hit me on my shoulder ,It really hurt it felt like she dislocated it. I keep tell her to stop but she just won't. I tried switching seats with someone but they all was said no. I really want this Bullying to stop. I hope it stops before I go to high school. THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO MY STORY :).

Bullies who thinks its cool to put someone down is not cool in my book. When i was little i had no friends most of the kids would get up and leave and maybe talk behind my back. A few of the adults would do the same call me names right after knowing the kid who would call me a name. While growing up, i had big ears, wear glasses, and buck teeth so came the labels like dumbo, four eyes and beaver, yeah it would hurt my feelings over time but i some friends that i met over the years who would be bullied too but it was mainly directed towards me. Friends come and go but bullies are there forever we can't get rid of them. All through my school years, it got me to thinking 'its only words and words cant hurt you' and i still hold on to my mono. Now that I'm 24 years old, im still bullied but not as much though, kids from the high school that i live next to, some of the kids there would see me and yell out of their friend's car or throws something at me when they go by but misses every time and i just laugh at the failure of hitting me with the thing. With the names as mentioned, i learned how to turn it around and make it fun like, big ears "so what, i get every channel out there even alien channels" or buck teeth, "at least i can rebuild my house every time it goes down while you are homeless for a while and would not be any trees left for you to build" As much as i want to punch the kids i can't until they are 18 years old which i will never know until i over hear them saying that they are 18. So i let the words roll off my back and one day, the bullies will be asking us for a job and we can turn them down which i dont think we will cuz they will be bossed around by us and if they dont like then they can leave and find another job.

I have just watched the Bully feature film. I was extremely moved by the story of Alex Hopkins. The young boy, who was bullied on the school bus and who's school more or less brainwashed him to believing he was not being bullied. 

My heart broke. I believe that such a boy has such a kind heart, and is so innocent and it made me furious to watch his teachers make him and his parents believe that they were helpless.

My school is so excellent about bullying, and when I was bullied, they made the boys that made my life hell so scared to do anything they would not even dare to look at me in the corridors. 

I wish every single school had this attitude. 

That is my one wish.

That people who have beautiful souls like Alex Hopkins, may lead a beautiful life and I have made it my goal in life to become a head teacher and to enforce such an attitude.

I will never stop.

When i was around 13 years old, my mother brought us to my sister  and me, to became a members of boys scouts activisties which we were envloved for many years.There was a boy whom was at my school and also in the boyscouts activities, one day he  told me he was very interested in me, so i  let him know that my best friend was very interested in him, and that i didint have  any feelings for him, so he spent few weeks as stalker on me, going to my home, going whenever i was, trying to talk but with the same answer on my side.Looks like was hard for him move on or barely understand... so in the next weeks he started made up a story about me, where i was supossed involved with several guys where they were kissing me and touching me. So he made a "new nickname for me" bassed on his new story.The name was kind of "pawed bread".So he started to spread the story in the school, but for any reason the others pupils didnt bought the thing, i guess we were really aware about who person he was, a trouble maker.So he started to spread in the community where i have live at that time, in short time most kids started to call me that horrible name at the blocks near to home, at the block near to my aunt home, he started to spread the "nickname at the boyscauts gruop, so most young men wanted to talk to me and look if they had any chance to do anything with me.So i quitted going to the scouts activities.My sister and my two best frieds were also called by this nikname, just because they hang out with me, was so  hard and painful  for me that time to go outside knowing that "kids and teens that actualy didnt met at all" will call me at that nickname.I started to get anxiety and anguish if i had to go to the supermarket or if i was walking at the streets near to home, once that i remember very well, i went to my best friend house, it was two blocks from home, when i just arrived to her place, young people from there started to yell at me with that horrible name, was a horrible situation so i ran to home, i left my best friend in the door without even said a word,wishing to this nightmare finaly ended soon.So my life changed on this, i started to smock cigarretes in order to feel myself relaxed and sometimes tough, then i went from home to the school and viceversa and never went out to have fun around or be in the neighbordhood with someone, if i must to went out with grand ma that for me meant the worse i wasnt sure if someone could yell me that nickname in front of her.i started to be a young lady depressed and singly.I changed myself in order to be tough and dressed myself like a boy only as way to protection. I lost most friends and i always wanted to be alone or with tough people whom might protected me. My sister was so supportive even when she had almost same age like me.My mother heard about the story that he made and was totaly no no supportive, she scold me asking me a better behave, i guess at that time she didnt know that i need help , that i was a vicitim, she was a very busy person and bulliying as all we know now, didnt existed.So i ask my father to change my school far from home and he did.I can say the bulliying situation never finished at all: All those kids grown up and behave  at the same way, maybe a little less, not often maybe once on while call me that nickname, but i cant never feel the trust that it was end.As soon i get 18 i started to think in move far from that place; When i get 19 i move myself to an island in my country so i becoming yet in a free (bulliying person).Now im adult person and this bulliying took a huge part of my life, i never want to visit my old neightbordhood, i avoid to remember that time, i guess might hurt my feelings, because nobody have the right to do such bulliying o any kind of, i left all this  behind and im open up for you in this time.One day, "this boy who made up the story" found me at facebook, he become a cadet in the army and he wanted to say hello and asked me for frienship.So i let him know, how his joke changed my life for good, how horrible years i have been  pass throught, all beacause he made a joke, a nickname, a childish thought.So i let him know his responsability on this.I cant even remember his answer y guess my brain has deleted  in order to put me out from a new  episode of pain, but he knows now how affected i was and he carry yet in his own conscience how hurt and painful was those years for someone victim of Bulliying.

Today im succesfull person, im doing Kenpo karate at my age  thats a new thing,  i considerer myself a tough person and still im doing all it takes in order to be it.

With sharing my story i want to help people and encourage kids and teens and let them know they are not alone and they will become just in amazing way so noble and considerates human beings.

when I was in middle school, I pretended to be someone I wasn't to fit in, and as soon as I started high school I decided to be myself. then all my 'friends' decided I wasn't who they thought I was so stopped talking to me. my boyfriend realized that I wasn't 'tough' so controlled me. eventually I got so sick and tired of being unhappy and friendless I started screwing up. I soon found out I was diabetic and thought I was a freak. even more unusual then I already was. then I started to get worse and worse In school. talked to the wrong people and got put down by my family. then in tenth I gut better grades, and felt a little better. but just recently I screwed up my relationship and hurt so many people. I lost my boyfriend, the only person who cared at all really, and lost friends. I felt useless and ugly and fat and thought this was it. i cut and attempted suicide.. I felt like a complete useless loser.a guy started talking to me and it was my exes best friend... he was helping me cope with what was going on.. that my ex found a new girl already, that I was better then that and he started flirting. then my ex texted me told me to stop talking to him and told the guy the same. the next morning my ex said his friend would stop. then I found out his friend.. the guy that told me he 'liked me' was only talking to me so I didn't kill myself. I thought " great, anyone can just walk in and put of my life and not even care how much it's hurting me. no one will see the scars unless they see ,e laying there dead in front of them. Knowing they did this to me. knowing they pushed me to this." I feel so alone to this day. so empty. with two friends by my side who feel the same so they can't bring my spirits up if I end up bringing theirs up.. I still self harm and hope I'll die in my sleep. I don't know if these thoughts will ever disappear.