When i was in fourth grade i got bullied by a lot of people because of the skin on my neck. I am very pale all over my neck cause it is my birth mark. And people would make fun of me and call me a rainbow cause i was two different colors, they would say i look ugly cause of neck, and stuff like that. And through the years i didn't let people get to me anymore because i was used to it. i never said anything about but once i see other people being bullied i feel it is my job to tell a grown-up so that what happened to me doesn't happen to them. Because i would rather see one person being bullied and hurt then a lot, but there really should be no bulling that is why i want to stand up to bulling to stop it!!

The reason i think bullying needs to stop because i had friend's being bullied. Like one day i seen a kid being bullied he was pushed in to lockers and punched i didn't do any thing because i was to scared  i was about 7 years old. i didn't now what was going on i thought they were messing around but they were not they were hurting him. i wish i could go back in time to help him but i can't take that back. i even had a friend that went to my school that I hadn't seen since the 3rd grade and she was bullied. i met up with her in the 9th grade we had a class speak out for the class. She was my best friend and when she told us that she was bullied it broke my heart she started to cry i wish i would have got up and gave her a hug but i didn't because i didn't know how bad bullying can mess up one of your best friend life after you left you home town and lave all of your friend to find out that they were bully it hurt so bad the story that happened to then were so scary and you have to be strong to get through what the teenager had gone through i was struggling not to leave the class room and not come back but i sat there and i listened to what they had to say and that moment i said i hand enough and i was going to make a differences in the world and that's what i think about bullying and why i think it need to stop!!!!!

I will never forget the worst year of my life. I was bullied and isolated my entire seventh grade year after my father had committed suicide prior. The bullying was so bad I decided to try and end my own life three times. After three hospitalizations, I finally seeked help and that is why I am still here today. 

Survival is possible. Be strong & tell someone you know and trust. Bullying is a crime and CAN be stopped. 

Let me give you some backstory: I was always a little...odd. For most of my school years I suffered through an undiagnosed case of PTSD. So my social interactions were different.

I don't remember when it began. But I have memories of girls befriending me one day then pretending I didn't exist the next. Older girls called me a lesbian and treated me like it was the plague or something. I was spit on by boys, rocks were thrown at me by my "friends", and I was framed for many violent things that I never actually did. And that was just elementary school.

When I was in middle school I was slammed into lockers, tripped, hit, and called "fat", "lard", "cow", and "hippo". I barely weighed 130. Boys would scream for everyone to move out of the way of the hippo before she ate them. And my classmates listened. When I went to the counselor for help, she made me apologize to my tormentors for making them bully me. So, I gave up.

When I was 12, I began to cut and first attempted suicide. Over the next 5 years I would attempt suicide 9 more times.

I never thought I'd survive. But I did. And when the same things started to happen to my brother, I told the kids off. My brother fared far better because of it.

But why didn't anyone step up for me? Why did I have to apologize for their actions?

I would ask myself these questions and feel like no one could answer them. But after viewing Bully, I realized that other people were asking them too. I feel like I could join this giant unanimous voice and help those that need it.

I'm here. To listen. To stand up for. To protect. Because you are somebody. And you are worth it.

Thank you,

Tay Camille

I have grown up with ADHD and Bipolar disorder. I just watched BULLY and realized that I was not alone and that when I left high school and went to college that there were still students at my high school who are facing what I faced everyday. I think that telling exactly what happened to me is futile because it is done and over with but what I can say is that I am going to college and studying Elementary Education and Special Education. I have one year left of school. Since my time in high school I have realized that those students who bullied me are sick and that they like me need to seek help. Bullies bully because there are issues in their lives that they cannot handle or because they are just sick in the head. At any rate bullying is not right. I do not think that bullying is going to stop over night. I know that my story will be told to my students and that I am willing to loose my job for my precious babies even the bullies. The only thing in my life that I did not expect was to face bullying again in college. Some ask me how did you face bullying in college? I face bullying in college because my husband was a bully. He physically, verbally, and emotionally abused me. Abuse is the same thing as bullying. I think that if bullies are not stopped at young age they grow up to be bullies as adults.

"A bully wont put you through the worst pain, but life will. Life will screw you over every time. whether it’s from family, a relationship, work, school, friends, or nothing. Life will hand over the worst pain you will ever know. No, I’m not saying bullying is okay, I’m saying that there are worse things than a bully. Like life itself."

-Hunter Liese

I was bullied all through elementary school simply for being different.  I am hard of hearing, which meant I took years of speech therapy to help me speak properly.  At that point in my life, I talked funny and I was extremely, painfully shy.  Most of the abuse was verbal, such as name calling, being picked last for games, that sort of thing.  Once I got hit in the back of the head with a plastic toy.  I would cry a lot, but outside of that I never did anything.  The one friend I had was more concerned about being popular, and she left me in middle school for the popular crowd.

I never told anyone, not even my parents. If they knew, they never said anything.  If my teachers knew, they turned a blind eye.  I never thought to hurt myself or those who bullied me, though in my mind I held grudges and hoped they burned in hell for the damage they did to my self esteem. 

I gained close friends in middle school, which helped with self esteem and most of the bullying.  Still, some unkind rumors did start about me and a guy I liked.  Very dirty, unkind rumors.  At that point though, I did tell someone.  The girl spreading the rumors denied it, but for the most part she left me alone after I told someone.

I am 26 now and engaged to be married, but I still remember how hurtful the kids were 20 years ago and how no one seemed to notice or care.  What they said and did to me impacted me greatly and a part of me sometimes wants to show them how far I have come and how I am not the shy, strange speaking little girl they picked on so long ago.  I want to show them that being different doesn't mean I am stupid or that I cannot be like them.  I want to tell them I graduated with honors from college, that I have a job, and that I am getting married.  But mostly, I want to ask them why? Why pick on someone because he/she is different? What do you get out of it? 

Bullying is a huge problem and it needs to be stopped.  Kids have the right to feel protected at school and to live a life that isn't shadowed by bullying.

I HAD OVER 60 BULLIES IN MY LIFE AND I NEVER STAND UP FOR MYSELF ... I ALWAYS TOLD A TEACHER OR CONSULAR OR THE PRINCIPAL .. THEY WOULD NEVER HELP ME SO I GOT KICK OUT SCHOOLS 3 TIMES FOR PUTTING HAND ON OR OFF TEACHER SO I WENT TO THE PROGRAM THAT HELP ME WITH ANGER BUT IT DID HELP BUT I STILL GET BULLIED IN SCHOOL AND OUT OF SCHOOL THEN EVEN ON XBOX360 SO I LET PEOPLE PUSH ME AROUND AND BE MEAN BUT I'M JUST THERE PUNCHING BAG OR JUST THERE BULLY BAG AND I CAN'T DO NOTHING ABOUT IT BUT SIT THERE AND NO ONE IS NORMAL SO I CAN'T SAY I AM BUT I AM NOT LIKE OTHER KIDS OR ADULTS ..... I NEED TO GET MAN UP OR SHOW THEM BULLIES WHO IS KING BUT I'M SCARED TO GET HURT OR EVEN LAY MY HAND ON ANYONE SO I SAY WE NEED TO MAKE A LAW THAT MANS CAN'T HIT A ANOTHER MAN OR A GIRL CAN'T PUT HAND ON A ANOTHER GIRL AND SOME GO FOR BOTH GIRLS AND GIRL // BOYS AND BOYS SO I  WATCHED BULLY AND I LOVE IT NOT GOING TO LIE... ITS MADE ME CRY AND I FELT WHAT THEY FEEL BUT I AM NICHOLAS TANNER AND I AM PROUD TO BE WHO I AM 

So I will admit I've never been bullied a lot but my brother has and still is. He's a year and a half older than me and whether he knows it or not he means the world to me. We both get called names but I shrug it off... Words don't effect me as much. But he takes them.hey say he's fat, lame, overly smart, attention seeker, know it all, and other things like that. he doesn't fight it he just takes it. Everyone that says those kinds of things to him say oh its just a joke but its not. Being rude and mean to someone is never a joke. It kills me to see him get bullied yet until this past year I really didn't do anything about it. But that's not going to happen anymore. Not just with my brother. The whole school. The whole world. Just one small step at a time. I make a pledge that starting this very moment I will stand up and stand next to anyone that is getting bullied. This can't keep happening. The world is just so used to bulling that it has stopped caring. Not anymore. We all together will change that. Stay strong out there everyone. Someone loves you and you are NEVER alone. This right here is for everyone out there but especially you big brother.  <3

There once was a girl called nameless who was always the one everybody picked on. Of course, she was called a lot of other names; Fat... Slut..... Whore.... Lesbo.... Whale..... Brat..... Special...... and so many words that she can't ever repeat. It was the seventh grade that started it all. It was the bus. No one should be afraid to go to school in the morning or to be taken home. It would be a miracle if they only bullied her verbally. They're names were Abuse, Guilt, Coldheart, and Folower. The boys would always blow in nameless' blonde hair and spray cologne on her even though they knew she was allergic. They used to throw pieces of paper, old science projects, and even parts of the bus seat at her, just to say more insults to her. If she tried to sit in the very back of the bus, they would just try to trip her and harrase her even more. The worst part about Nameless' situation is that the bus driver saw and didn't do anything about it. When she told the vice principle, he just gave them detention and they would come back worse than ever. Eighth grade came around and Nameless went on the bus on the first day of school. as soon as she stepped on the bus, everyone burst into laughter. She tought how she could make it stop. She had stood up to them and they kept going; she told an adult and they didn't do anything. She even tried keeping a journal.

      May 11th, 2012

      I really don't know what is wrong with me. sometimes i think that the world would be a better place if i didn't exist. Everyone hates me. I hate me. I keep all of my emotions bottled up and i just want to expolde. But no one wants to hear me.

Ninth grade has come along and they have finally forgotten about me. Now, I am no longer known as Nameless, I am known as Victim and Survivor. But Now that my story has ended, someone else's is sadly beginning.....                                                      -------------------------------------------------------------------- There once was a boy called Nameless.....