Hi, my name is Lilly. I'm 12 years old. I first started being bullied in 3rd grade. Three girls continued to harass me for the longest time. They got people believing things that weren't true. So everyone hated me. It got so much worse once I was in 5th grade. I hated school so much because of them. They made my life miserable. Not only were they physically bullying but they were cyber bullying me. Once I got to 6th grade it was horrible. It was the worst year of my life. My principle bullied me too. Believe it or not, but it's true. It got so bad. But she wasn't the only person bullying me. People in my class were, in the older grades. But it was so bad, I started cutting. Open day I was punched for no reason and no one did anything about it. Once I got home, my parents had left, my sister was asleep, so I had a plan to commit suicide. I tried drowning myself. Then I tried over dousing. But neither worked so I just cut. I have scars on my thighs and hand. I only have one friend I can talk to, who actually helps me through things.

I was bullied back in the 60's, it has not changed for these young children today and I don't have much faith that it ever will! Of course I am not bullied now,, I stand up for myself before the bully gets the upper hand. Nobody stopped the bully they just joined in with him or her, back when I was a child. Nobody feels your pain. I wish I could speak on television and tell my story. I feel we should expose the BULLIES. If they are not held accountable for their actions they will only move to another poor victim. If given the chance to ask these people who bullied me, I think I would ask WHY? When I tell people my story they are so surprise because I have grown to be very anti bully and I will challenge the bully and stop the bullying right away before they get the power. I only wish I could have been that way when I was being bullied in school. Thru life I have learned how to deal with a bully. Quickly stop them in their tracks! But they move on to other weaker unsuspecting people. I see it in my work place as we speak. I work for a large company and Yes we have bullies!

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My name is Makenzie. I'm 14 and I'm in 9th grade next year. I was once told that it all gets easier. That counselor lied. It didn't get easier, at least not for me anyway. I have been bullied since kindergarten because of my weight. I have started a campaign at my school. I am presenting in front of the 6th-12th grade. I hope that when I do people understand that words hurt and bullying needs to stop. I get called names like fatty, lardo, big mac, etc. BTW IT HURTS!!

My name is Makenzie. I'm 14 and I'm in 9th grade next year. I was once told that it all gets easier. That counselor lied. It didn't get easier, at least not for me anyway. I have been bullied since kindergarten because of my weight. I have started a campaign at my school. I am presenting in front of the 6th-12th grade. I hope that when I do people understand that words hurt and bullying needs to stop. I get called names like fatty, lardo, big mac, etc. BTW IT HURTS!!

 

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There are so many reasons why you should care about bullying. I've never really understood why people feel the need to hurt someone so bad that some actually want to kill themselves. I admit, I take bullying really serious. I used to know when it was happening but decide not to do anything about it because I'm not involved in it. Just help!! You can save a life. Nobody was put on this year to be told that they aren't good enough. NO ONE has to change their imagine to fit what someone else thinks you should be like. Don't fight back because then your going to look like it's bothering you. No matter how bad it hurts no matter how bad you want to quit, don't! Don't give someone the satisfaction because it will just encourage them to continue bullying. Everyone is special in their own way. Don't judge, nobody is perfect.

My name is Gaby Company and my son Dante Company and myself work with people from different walks of Life and Parents and Teenagers, we have realized that there are many kids suffering different types of Bullying and we have launched a Global Alliance against bullying in the World and we will attempt to break the Guinness World Record Water Balloon Fight as as symbol of Bullying prevention.  This event will be held in Melbourne-Australia on November 15th 2015 and people can register on:  www.worldslargestwaterballoonfight.com  and also we have created the Water balloon challenge against bullying and the World can participate to stand out against bullying in the World 

After years of switching schools, I arrived at a certain school about 4 years back. I was excited, naive, and happy. I knew no unhappiness, except for the occasional disappointment from my selfish half-brother who I would only see when he wanted money from my parents to go on a certain trip or for some new gadget he wanted to buy.

I began the year happily, I thrived, I enjoyed every minute in that school. The following year, at the same school, I started out strong. Then came January.

My parents had begun to fight. Doors would slam. My sister was oblivious, but sadly, I wasn't. The pain took a toll on my grades and they began to slip. As the year continued, I was put in a group with two other girls. Let's call them Melissa and Betty. I knew Melissa very well, but was intimidated by Betty. Betty was very loud, very outspoken, and a talented artist.

We had decided to do a project on female superheroes, and we began to draw all female superheroes, A to Z.

The first drawings I brought in, Betty always made up an excuse like, "Your drawings look 'ghetto' (what?)." or "They look too sketchy (isn't that what we're doing?.)" I began to get extremely frustrated because Melissa's work was "perfect", and of course Betty's was extraordinary.

The end of the project came, and I realized that none of the drawings were mine. None. Betty had thrown out all my sketches.

I wanted to scream. Claw her eyes out. But, I chose the higher road, researched all the information, and showed up to the presentation looking professional and fantastic. The night was a success, and our audience loved our presentation.

After that, the school year ended and we parted on a bittersweet note. I moved to another country for the next year, and came back the following.

To my surprise, rumors began surfacing about me and how I was such a b**ch. I wondered who it could come from. Then, I asked one of my (ex)best friends, Sara, who it might of been, and she replied, "Betty. She has been talking sh*t about you." 

I have a defect with my immune system, and it caused and causes me to get very sick very quickly and easily.

I had found out she had been mocking me.

I felt like the biggest idiot in the world. I was so oblivious to the hate fire she had been creating.

She called me a b**ch. To my face.

Told me to die.

Told me to go back to the other country, "Oh wait, never mind. No one likes you there either."

I felt so alone. 

All of my classmates sided with Betty, except for an angel named Juliana.

If it wasn't for Juliana, I don't think I would have survived the first semester. 

I still have the scars on my arms, but they're fading.

2nd semester

I found a notebook on the floor of my classroom.

I opened it.

It fell to the ground.

Inside, lay my name and horrible, terrible things said about who I was, what I did, how I lived.

To top it off, the owner of the notebook?

Sara.

Surviving the last few months of this h*ll is definitely difficult, but (most) of my family loves me, and I have Juliana.

Thanks for listening to my bullying story.

 

So, in this day and age, the world is full of social media sites. Tumblr is one. 

In the beginning, Tumblr was fun to use, made some friends and what not.Then, the bullying happened. A person who I've never personally met started making up things about me, and some other bloggers. Like I said, none of these people have ever met each other. She would write such terrible things that people would actually believe it. Now, with an anxiety disorder and a form of aspburgers on my plate, isn't helping with the bullying. I tried contacting the webmasters and reporting this. They said "Ohh, she's not breaking any laws or hurting anyone". ARE YOU KIDDING? I tried killing myself over this- my mother was outraged. She suggested that this girl had an unhappy life and she told me to stay away from tumblr. As when it comes to being bullied at all, I always fought back- but when your self worth is tied up in what strangers say about you or think of you- it's when it gets pretty scary. I have encountered this problem twice- by the same person. Now, I have been kind to not sue this person, since she doesn't live in the same country as I do. She says that she isn't a bully, when honestly, she has no idea what being one is. Remember to be kind, even online! Because if you're not, it could be the last straw for anyone! It almost was for me! As a survivor of bullying, I am going to fight for others! Always be kind, because you have no idea what that person is dealing with! You have no idea what that person is going through, you may not know of their disabilities or their disorders.Please, try to be kind online, especially online.