My grand daughter was beat up after school.  Her last day of school She was walking home with her best friend. When by surprise a young girl grab her from behind and pulled her hair drop her to the ground.  started beating her up.  Got on top of her stomach just kept punching her and calling her names.  Really messed her face and body.  Especially her self-esteem and trusting people.  Another student was taping the fight and they put it on Facebook.  I report the incident to the School and the Police Dept., none of them did NOTHING to the students.  The Asst.Principal told me he couldn't do anything that he was starting his
Summer Vacation.  That he would deal with it when school starts in the fall.  That my grand daughter needs to face the girls and get back to school.   I told him have you ever since a girl get angry with another girl for no reason or be cause they don't like you.  Have you ever seen a Latina girl take revenge on another girl.  You think Am sending her to the Lions Den?  I won't do that to her.  He didn't suspend the girls or moved them NOTHING was done to them.  I moved my granddaughter to another High School.  The Asst. Principal tried to tell me there were No Opening anywhere else.  That swhe had to stay at the High School and deal with it.  I told him I will be damn if I will send her back.  I know there is another school in the District.  I found one she is attending there.  She has been real bad her personality has change.  She has anxiety attacks.  She has had problems with her stomach and her monthly periods.  She had emergency surgery her appendrixs.  She's in counseling.  She's affair to be alone even at home.  She won't stay home alone.  She gets alot of headaches.  Bullying it ruins youg peoples lifes.  I have gone through alot with her because of all of the bullying they have doen to her.  I am very disappointed with the Police, Asst. Principal,
School and the District.  They are not for the safety of the students.  If it had been a white girl they ould of done something.  But grand Daughter is Native American.  I m very hurt and angry at the School.  That they clean their hands to wha was done.   I am a Correctional Educator who works with At Risk Students.   I ahve seen alot and hurt alot. 

Isabel De La Cruz

My parents always said, "Looks aren't everything." That's a lot to say for them because their generation is so much different from mine. I have had acne since 2nd grade. It wasn't because of "growth." It was just because my genetics were that way, acne came at an early age for my entire family. At school, people used to ask me if I took showers. They would tell me that I smelled. But I didn't really, I was fine, they said that because of my acne. I got handed a ProActiv coupon in 5th grade, and was told to go buy some if my family couldn't afford the real price. The funny thing is, is that I already tried ProActiv. I tried Neutrogena. I tried Clean & Clear, nothing helped me. I went to dermatologists, doctors, anyone that could help me. In 4th grade, I got glasses, I was excited for glasses! I thought the pair that I picked was really cute! They were blue. Then, I got called four eyes. At first, I thought they were joking around, but they weren't. Then, in 5th grade I got braces. So we have three nicknames for me by this point, zitface, four eyes, and brace face. I cried to my parents all of the time, they called the office, the office did nothing. In 5th grade, I was asked out by a girl. I have nothing against homosexuals, I have friends who are this way, and I love them to the fullest extent. And I don't let anyone talk any crap about them. Well, when this girl asked me out, I kindly denied, it didn't make me hate her or anything. But then she started making rumors about me, maybe to get me back. She told the office I cussed during art and said the entire class should go "somewhere." She approached me and said that I was going to be suspended so I should just go and confess anyway, and then she acted like she was going to slap me. It was more of a threat than an attack. I went to the bathroom and sat in a stall and I cried. It was scary, what proof did the office have that I didn't say it? Twenty minutes later, my teacher came in looking for me, she got me out and we went to the office. I told her everything this girl had been doing, and later I found out she was treating other girls this way too. I knew I wasn't going to be alone in this. This girl kicked my violin, and threw my stuff around, and always made fun of me. After recess one day, I started to have an anxiety attack. She told the teacher I told the counselor about what she had been doing. And the teacher asked me if this was true. I said no, and begged to go to the nurse. She didn't let me. Twenty minutes later, I begged again. I was hyperventilating and crying. When I finally went down there, I was forced to talk to a counselor about this, and my mom was called because I could barely breathe. That girl got suspended.

Middle school was pretty good for me. But for other students it wasn't so good. I watched a student get bullied in my classes, and the teacher did nothing. There came a day I stood up for him, I told them off, even the people who were my friends I got mad at. That didn't work though, they just got angry with me but continued to pick on him. I know the consequences of bullying for the victim. It ends in suffering, self-harm, and in some cases death. I was afraid he might get hurt. So I became his best friend. People asked me why I talked to him, I said it was because he was really nice. No one stopped hurting him though. People pushed him, and punched him, he was very short, so people could pick him up. I was always there to make them stop though. I was so tired of this though. I went home, and I started to cry for him because I didn't want his 3 years in middle school to be so rough. My mom drove me back to school and I told the principal. The principal took him out of the 8th hour he had with me and into a class called Teen Connect. He hated it at first, but I was still one of his best friends. When Christmas came around, he knew I collected rocks, I thought they were cool. He bought me a special rock and told me I should add it to my collection. Also, he invited me to a Christmas party his Teen Connect class held. The thing that bothers me is that, he is such a nice and funny person, but people pick on him constantly. No one takes a second of their day to say hello, how are you? They just pass him and call him a name. It's terrible that no one gets to know how wonderful he is to talk to.

I wrote a persuasive essay in 5th grade on bullying. I just want it to stop.

For me it all started in early elementary school. I was always picked on for having a short temper. Whenever anyone did something to me i would react and I was the one to get in trouble. All the way trough 7th grade. It wasnt until i moved to a different school that it started to get better. But I was kicked suspended from school many times for reacting to what the other kids were saying about me and they never got caught. There were a few times that they did but most of the time not. No one understood the reason i acted that way to bullying, but that is a hard subject to write about. I have attempted suicide multiple times because of the bulling but never went through with it. I was a cutter but i stopped because no one seemed to notice when I did. All I know is they made fun of me for being different. But everyone is different. Bullying needs to be stopped. Voices need to be heard.

I have had many, many encounters with bullies in life and I too have learned the ONLY way to stop a bully IS TO STOP A BULLY. 

Last week I was at my seven year old son's baseball game and a boy on his team was getting teased by his teammates- why are you hear? you can't play baseball? go eat donkey poop...etc.  I first told my husband who was helping on the field, then I told the coach, and I know the other coach, parents and the boys heard me address this issue.  Still it continued...finally I walked over to the boys told them that (not going to say his name) is apart of their team, they need to respect and encourage each other, and that I would hear no more teasing or name-calling, and to sit down and watch the game.  Of course they acted like they did nothing wrong and that they didn't know what I was talking about...but it stopped at least for the that game.  This child was not my own, nor was my son one of the bullies-which I assure you that if it was he would have spent the rest of the game on the bench.  Sadly, the coaches did nothing to address this and many parents looked at me as if I had "no right" to say something.  I really couldn't care less, I am not going to stand by and watch a 7 year old boy be brought to tears by his own little league teammates.  I would like to add that upon discussion with my own children the next morning, my son said he wouldn't say things like that because last year he didn't hit the ball at all and he wouldn't want his teammates to be mean to him.  Respect and sportsmanship should be a major part of team sports for little kids-please parents/coaches if you see it; act-don't ignore and say it will work itself out.

Im in 9th grade , going to be a 10th grader in August.  I really haven't had issues on getting bullied, but I've seen many students at my High School get bullied and i don't know how to help or say anything ? I know that if i tell a teacher or principal , i would get the same thing i have been hearing: "I've talked to them and they said you two were just messing around" Or even "We'll take care of it" and I'll never hear from that situation again. I don't know how to help anymore ?

I've been bullied since the 3rd grade just stupid name calling and stuff. Middle school  bullying was just starting. i woould be shovedand alot of name calling and harrased by this one kid. I finally am entering 9^th grade. I’m excited who wouldn’t be first experience of being in high school. I thought new fresh maybe things will change I guessed wrong. I was in for a rude awakening. I had a few people who didn’t seem to like me. I would get called ugly, jawsica, stupid. Piece of shit. I had a protruding jaw line It didn’t seem to bother me until I was being bullied. It was everyday I would get rude comments called at me and even started in the hallway. I would even get spit on it was disgusting. It wasn’t pleasant to be coming to school. All in high school 10-12 i've been called terrible things and said things about my looks that i wish i didn't hear. i struggled a lot thou high school. luckly i'm getting out of there! finally after 4 terrible years. i was taken advantage of by people used. it was the worst feeling. i can say eventually it will get better i hope. i've had my good and bad days with depression. i keep holding on and hope to make a difference<3

I am 10 yrs old and have been bullied, teased, spit on, physical hurt for the last three yrs. I'm in 5th grade and would like it to STOP. I have idea's and have brought them forward to to school, district, and now you! The most recent is consent name calling and I was struck by a rock in the head and punched more than 5 times. I splased him with water to defend myself.

When speaking vice principal we both were NOT in trouble..because we both did something wrong. After he attempted to harm me.

Colin Campbell

It all started in around 5th grade.. I was called 4 eyes for my glasses. Everyone called me ugly and of course no guys liked me.. 

In 6th, all it did was get worse. The rumors began spreading. Yes , I didn't have glasses. But , that didn't stop people. They bullied me every single day..

In 7th grade, I attempted my first suicide attempt. I took 50 pills. Because of all these hurtful rumors. People constantly telling me to kill myself.. :/.. i should burn in hell. It is still happening now. Please do not bully.

When I was in Kindergarden i was told I was going to be a big girl and ride the bus, what could go wrong? Halfway through the bus ride I notice 2 older boys inching there way towards my seat. I am safe I told myself they look nice, they can't hurt me. Pretty soon the entire bus had moved to the front and was chanting 'Cheese head cheese head, what? the little bitch can't stand up for herself' They pushed me around, shoving me into the seat. Luckly I was the first stop and I ran off the bus, crying to my mother. That was just the beginning. The only person that was my friend turned against me, making kindergarden a living hell. No one would talk to me, people would barely look at me, I had no one. All throughout 1st grade as long as you were nice to me I would do anything, ANYTHING, you asked me to. And what did the principal do when I told her? Nothing! She was going to retire it wasn't going to be her problem for long. I am in the 6th grade now at a different school with new amazing friends. That experience has shaped me to become the person I am today, I won't tolerate bullies and I try to stand up for those that are bullied because I now that it sucks.

 when i was in the fourth grade i started getting called small and that i dressed like a little kid and that nobody was my friend. in the fifth grade the same girl decided to do it again i got pushed into lockers and walls hit with basketballs finally after that my mom called the school they didn't do anything like they said they would. eventually i moved schools and the same girl moved there to she decided to bully one of my friends! I couldn't stand it I stood up to this girl and she is moving back to her old school. after i left my old school the name smally molly sorta stuck it felt good to be small.  I don't want anyone to have to go what i went through all the guidence counciler meetings, meetings with the principal never again will i fell that pain. So pay attention to your surroundings! Don't be a bystander be an UPSTANDER!!!