When I was in Elementary school my best friends parents got divorced and after that he completely changed. At first my friend was always hyper and happy. But after his parents got divorced he became mean and cruel. He started teasing me, and that happens to everyone as a child. But this continued on until 7th grade when I finally had enough. I blew up on him, I started to cry which was a large feat for me. And because of this I have the hardest time trusting anyone. I close my heart off to everyone. I may seem happy outside, but on the inside I just can't feel any attachment to anyone...

I was teased growing up about the way I looked. Then in intermediate and high school I was told, "Get the hell out," by various people as I would walk down the halls with gestures that accompanied it. Plus still teased about the way I looked and my last name. Needless to say, I'm not one who'd say that high school was the best time of my life. But it does get better.

I am now married with 3 children of my own. My oldest has Asperger's and ADHD. He's been bullied since kindergarten. He is now finishing 3rd grade and we are changing schools. What he has gone through is so much worse that what I went through. He's been pushed, teased, punched, spit on, yelled at, threatened on many occasions.  My husband and I have tried to speak to the principal on many occasions as well. Unfortunately, like the principal in Bully... we've had the same response.

Seeing my son's pain and even having him tell me, "Life would be better off without me," when he was only 8 reignited those moments I went through and so much more. I vow to take a stand so that no one has to go through what we're going through. But I also want to say, always look for your rainbow. It's my son's favorite thing to do. They remind us that at the end of a storm beauty emerges. Every one of you, us, is beautiful. The right people to appreciate us will always come along just like the rainbows if we can get through the storm. 

A boy from the highschool I attend just recently commit suicide. On Friday night, after coming home from school, he hung himself in his bedroom. He just transferred to our school a few months ago and was bullied at his previous school. During studyhall between classes kids would throw things at him such as erasers and food and post videos of it on social media sites. He never did anything wrong, and from what I have heard was a quiet, extremely nice boy. I wish I could have gotten to know him better because I feel as if I could've done something to help. Although I know his decision to take his own life was not just the fault of kids in my school, I want to do something to stop things like this from ever happening again.

Hi my name is indalayah i go barber middle I've been picked on all my life it mostly impacted me in sixth grade. The first day of school was ok but it started chasing me in the middle of the year  people made a fake account saying that I said those rood things they kept gaining on me threatening me and coming at me while I was in bathroom holding the door open and I'm like god what did I ever do to deserve this I sometimes went home wanting to end my life I tried cutting my self and hanging my self  but I said to myself they are not going to have the best of me they say I stink I have germs Kane all that but all I do is ignore

It was earlier in the school year. There was this new girl at school. Everyone made fun of her and i felt sorry for her. I told my friends lets be nice and talk to her. We did and she acted happy to have a new friend. Except when later on some mean kids started to pick on her outside . My friends and I told the teacher because it was a big issue. My teacher made all the kids leave the girl alone. We tried to make the girl feel better about herself. Although later on she changed schools. I felt sorry for her experience but happy she wouldnt have to deal with the bullying anymore.

Everything began when I was little. It was engrained into me that I did not fit in. I am adopted. My parents are white and I am Asian.  My immediate family always made me feel at home, but that was not the case for my extended family. I was told that I did not fi in and I would have to do things in order to fit in. My cousins were older so I trusted what they were saying...That was just the beginning.  I was sexually assaulted by a family member for years. I was told that I needed this to happen so I could be accepted into the family. This was the first of many bad memories.

When I started grade school things just got worse.  I went to a school that was not very diverse. Kids would call me names and ask me where my "real parents" were. No one really understood adoption and no one was helping teach people. This went on for all the years I was in school. I did make some friends, but then it was time for the three worst years of my life.

Middle school. Not only was it a new school, but it was also puberty.  I was not very thin or popular.  I would be made fun of about how I looked and who I was friends with. I did not have many friends, but the one friend I had was no friend to me at all. This girl used me. She needed attention all the time. She thought that I was trying to steal her boyfriend, so she had her friend call me and threaten to kill me. I was the joke. Boys would ask me out as a dare and then laugh in my face when I would say yes. Kids would make fun of my body and how I looked. I went home and cried myself to sleep every night. I started to cut myself and thought about suicide many times. I would pray to god to kill me and to just end it all. I did not know what to do and I had no one to turn to.

This went on for a while. I went to high school and was able to get away from many of the kids who were bullying me. I got into sports and lost weight. I made friends and was considered to be popular.  I graduated high school with honors and went on to a private school in upstate NY. I am now very successful.

The point that I want to make to people is, that is more difficult to be bullied than people think.  It is not just about standing up for yourself. Sometimes that can make it worse. It did for me. I want people to know that it can get better, but you have to let someone know. There are people out there who want to help. I want to raise more awareness about what really goes on. It is even worse now with social media and technology. There are so many ways to hurt someone. Just because someone is different does not mean that they are any less of a person. You do not have to be everyone's friend, just stand up for them and for yourself. Let everyone know that it is not ok. The smallest pebble can make ripples in a large lake once it is dropped.  Drop your pebble and make the ripples in your school and in your life.

When I started grade school things just got worse.  I went to a school that was not very diverse. Kids would call me names and ask me where my "real parents" were. No one really understood adoption and no one was helping teach people. This went on for all the years I was in school. I did make some friends, but then it was time for the three worst years of my life.

Middle school. Not only was it a new school, but it was also puberty.  I was not very thin or popular.  I would be made fun of about how I looked and who I was friends with. I did not have many friends, but the one friend I had was no friend to me at all. This girl used me. She needed attention all the time. She thought that I was trying to steal her boyfriend, so she had her friend call me and threaten to kill me. I was the joke. Boys would ask me out as a dare and then laugh in my face when I would say yes. Kids would make fun of my body and how I looked. I went home and cried myself to sleep every night. I started to cut myself and thought about suicide many times. I would pray to god to kill me and to just end it all. I did not know what to do and I had no one to turn to.

This went on for a while. I went to highschool and was able to get away from many of the kids who were bullying me. I got into sports and lost weight. I made friends and was considered to be popular.  I graduated high school with honors and went on to a private school in upstate NY. I am now very successful.

The point that I want to make to people is, that is more difficult to be bullyed than people think.  It is not just about standing up for yourself. Sometimes that can make it worse. It did for me. I want people to know that it can get better, but you have to let someone know. There are people out there who want to help. I want to raise more awareness about what really goes on. It is even worse now with social media and technology. There are so many ways to hurt someone. Just because someone is different does not mean that they are any less of a person. You do not have to be everyone's friend, just stand up for them and for yourself. Let everyone know that it is not ok. The smallest pebble can make ripples in a large lake once it is dropped.  Drop your pebble and make the ripples in your school and in your life.

My life was never easy. I was over weight and always had people not like me for the music i liked for who i hanged out with. Once middle school hit and i found myself it got worse. As the people started having facebook and everything online it just got worse. I have gotten over 20 pages of death threats in just one night. Thats when i started cutting. I have been a cutter since i was in 6th grade.I have always lost friends for the rumors. Me being a cheater, a whore, a slut, a les, everything you can think of. I was never with someone i liked bc they didnt think i was good enough. I was ugly and fat. Seniors in highschool always thought just bc i was young and a freshmen at the time they think they can bully me. I was slammed into lockers, pushed into the corner. No matter what teacher i told or what person im charge i told. Nothing stop. I cut so much scares are all over my legs bc of it. 

No matter what happens YOU ARE NOT ALONE!!!! Reach out to someone and dont hid the pain like i did. THis is the time to reach out and stand up for everyone. 

I have always been teased for my weight. I have been overweight my entire life, and my classmates in school weren't afraid to let me know. I played sports year-round, and my teammates would call me fat on multiple occasions, saying I wasn't good enough to play. Although I did have plenty of friends through the years, it still hurt me every time someone made a comment about my weight, but I would try and hide the fact that it really upset me. It got to the point that I began to put myself down so others wouldn't get a chance to. I'm now a 21 year old college graduate with a 10 month old baby boy. I'm very happy with my new family. I just fear for my son. I would never want him to go through what I had to go through. 

Have you ever felt like everythings not going right, its going the wrong way? it turned left at the round about instead of right. Me too, except my story starts because of peoples words. It all started year 3. Moved from the city-ish suburbs, to a small town 3 hours north. i was 9, the town was very close. Many had family local, but being the new kid in a small town was definitely hard, especially for me because i was so shy. I remember making friends and then them bullying me about my hair, my clothes, how much i ate, little things. It all kinda went left when i made it through primary school and got to year 7. i thought, finally a new beginning. i pretended to be an outgoing, happy girl who loves everyone. i pretended to be strong, then people started mocking this funny girl. they called her crazy, annoying, useless. She was now me. But she was changing. her walls feel through when she joined facebook in year 8. She was messaged that she should go die. She is me, but i feel like that was a fake me. Year 9 it got worse and worse. I changed schools just at the end of last year. im now in year 10 and im at this new school. but the bullies are still there. i just have to keep reminding myself that no matter how left my lifes going i only have to chuck a u turn to get back on track. 

At the age of 5 I was rapped but till this day I haven't told any of my family members I've told some friends but that's it.

When I  was in elementary school about the 5th grade I was bullied i was called horrible names nobody ever did anything to stop it they would always just continue with the name calling. it was hell honestly it was i hated everything and everybody i was only 10 years old i was just an innoccent child but I didn't tell my mother until it continued onto middle school because honestly I was done with it all I was on the verge of doing something I was gonna regret sooner or later. so it got to the point where I didn't even wanna go to school anymore i was planning on dropping out at the age of 12 i was planning to end it all it was harsh it was terrible I would go to the counselor but even she didn't do anything I always felt sick when I was at school I always went to the nurse's office so she can call my dad I felt home sick I just didn't want to face anybody... Until I found my savior in I think was the middle of 7th and 8thgrade I was depressed for a long while I even started cutting I had stopped eating. 

Luckily the bullying stopped when i entered highschool but thats because i decided i was done with all the crap that i decided on not going to the same high school as everybody from middle school Change was the best possible solution. 

i enrolled at a charter school where I've met some of the greatest people it took time to win their trust but im glad that i changed schools to where nobody knew me im soo glad everybody gave me a chance. that was by far the best decision of my life. 

This is my story and this is where I've gotten to.This is what I've lived.

All I wanna say is when you think it's the end of it and there is no hope theres always that little light of hope telling you it's all going to be okay there's always that angel that is sent to help you. Just when you thought it couldn't get better it does you HAVE TO PREVEIL!!!

Til this point I'm still afraid of bullying but I will prevail.