I used to have lots of friends. We would hang out all the time. But the something happened. I don't know what exactly, I just know we fell apart. That's when things started to get bad. Really bad. It started with some messages, people from school and complete strangers started sending messages telling me how disgusting, or how stupid I was, or how I should just kill myself. My mom saw one of the few messages that wasn't as bad as some of the others. She called the cops (In our state you have to report cyber bullying to them first) He said that he didn't see anything threatening about it and to just talk to the school. So we did talk to the school. It didn't do any good either. All my principle said was "We'll try and talk to them" After that, it wasn't just my friends harassing me online but the whole school. Kids would moo or oink at me when I walked past them in the lunch room. When I walked into my classes people would shout "Earthquake!" and everyone would hide under their desks. I would get tripped and shoved against lockers. Girls would corner me in the bathroom and spit on me or act as if they were going to punch me and laugh when I flinched. Over the summer, I stayed at home as much as possible. It was a small town with only one middle school and one high school so I was scared to run into anyone over summer. Finally, my mom talked to my dad about him asking his boss for a job transfer in the next town over. When my mom told me I cried in front of her not because I was sad but because I thought, "Thank god its over" but I still had to attend school there until we got the "Okay" from his new boss. On my very first day of high school, i got shoved into lockers and tripped. My principle said it was my fault for being "A defected part in the machine that is high school" That was how he put it. The next six weeks there were a nightmare. Finally we did move. It took me a while to trust anyone and make friends, but, I did. I have also lost weight (something that is now one of my biggest insecurities) and I no longer get sick at the thought of going to school. I know that when people say "It gets easier" it sounds like a lie but I can say from experience that things really do get easier. You just have to keep you head up and stay strong. 

Hi, I'm a 16 year old junior in high school and i am making the switch of public to independent studies due to bullying.  I have always been teased because of my appearance at school.  I am under 5 feet and am 16 years old. I have been teased for being short, wearing coke bottle glasses due to medical reasons, and countless other things I cannot help. I have been bullied not just based on my appearance but because of my religion and my interests also. I have been made fun of being a nerd and loving anime and being that nerd obsessed with Japan even though I'm American and am actually what people would call white.  I'm teased because of my high morals, and my religion. I'm confronted by this everyday. So I made the decision of my life.  I will no longer attend my high school. As a junior I decided i won't attend my senior year with the kids I've known since I was 5. I'm going to homeschool, that is the switch I made because of bullying. I would be teased so harshly I would go home weeping. The bullying I suffered was never physical but emotionally I am scarred.  Yes I am that weird girl, that girl who would rather read by herself, that would rather watch anime than go to a dance, and that girl that crochets in a classroom because she finishes her work so fast.  On the outside sure I have "friends" at school.  They can be kind, but more so they hurt me.  I have random people insult and bully me frequently.  But when a person whom is supposedly your friend it hurts all the more.  I am a freak, a nerd, a gloomy, and perhaps crazy girl but that's ok.  I stand up to bullying because I don't want other people to ever feel this way or even worse.  If we stand together we can do anything! 

When I was in 7th grade me and one of my best friends got into a fight. About three days later we were still mad but on good terms she told me that one of her friends was interested in me. Being a nieve child I was like sweet a boy likes me. So I would go online and talk to him. Little did I know it was her doing it. She would be my friend one day to get information and not my friend the next day. She also turned everyone of my friends well who I thought were my friends against me to get information about who I am and what I like out of me. This was the last time I will fully trust some one. I also found out the night of my first dance in 8th grade. This whole thing lasted about a year and a half and made my life a living hell.

The reality of this epidemic is very clear. My youngest brother is one that has experienced and still experiencing bullying in his school. He has only brought up the situation a small handfull of times. I unfortunataley have not been able to have a face to face with the problem because of my distance from my family. Joining the Marine Corps Infantry have really created some distance from my family and myself. I have assured my youngest Adam and that the family you have is always going to be there to pick you up from any kind of degrading negative acts from anyone who lives the life of a bully. This might sound like a temporary statement to my younget brother but it is building a foundation that will never crumble underneath him so he can get back up. This isn't like Afghanistan to where the quick solution is returning fire. This is more sensitive and requires work from all parties. I will be his forever force multiplier when it comes to life. I know he sees that and that will keep him strong through what ever he faces. Once home for good he will see that in Orlando Fl I will be there to support not only him but others that may go through the same situation everyday. There is no need for kids to live beeing mistreated from others because of there character. We all are one and should live as one

I have only been bullied a few times, once when I was at our neighborhood park I noticed the usual mean kid was there. My friends told me to ignore him. Halloween was coming up and we were telling each other what we were dressing up as, the mean kid was listening in when I said I wanted to be Katniss Everdeen and he quickly threw a stick at me and said ''your too fat to be Katniss why don't you try Fat Alberts wife'' I immediately got on my scooter and left. In my opinion I'm not that fat I'm only a size M. the other time I was walking home from school with one of my best friends and the same kid walked up to me and shoved me into a fence. I was bullied a couple more times by him and I finally had enough and stood up to him. he finally was caught for his actions and was in really bad trouble by his parents. it doesn't matter how short or tall, how fat or skinny, straight or gay, black white etc. those are labels it really only matters about personality. keep your head held high your a queen your a king inside and out.

Why is it that we judge others before taking a step back and focus on the flaws that we have? Why is it that we are immediately ready to assume something about someone? These types of questions ponder through my mind. Why can't we live in a world where we don't live under society's standards? Why do we have a specific standard about the image of being perfect? But the most important question of all is, why can't we all be equal? Everyone is beautiful in their own unique way, but people are so quickly to bash on those who have the slightest "imperfection". I believe this is where bullying then comes into play. If we see someone who isn't socially acceptable to society standards, we dont talk to them. I mean why does it have to be that way? Why can't why all just get along?

I have been bullyed my whole life i went to techers my mom and dad and they did not do anything till i got kicked off the bus for punching a guy in the face for making fun of me and no one should have to go throw that my sisters get picked on because they are my sisters and its not right so i wont to make a change today

 My name is Hannah im just your normal 8th grader but with a painful past.through out my life i was always the crazy fun girl till 7th grade. i came into middle school careless of my surrondings... then i met a boy. he and i hit it off  then one day he came up to me and said i was an uglyb%$#@. now that hurt.  it soon moved forward to people i didnt even know walking down the hallway yelling things at me. i would go to my locker trying  not to show how much hurt they were causing me to have. i was struggling to fit in. i became very derpressed.  i even hid it from my family. i then started cutting the moment after i regreted it i still do.  i started to dress diffrent act diffrent be  some mad and sad person. it still never stopped and when i tried to stand up for myself i'd only get laughed at and pushed back down. i was no longer the crazy fun girl i was the akward  girl who always found herself getting made fun of. im now not the same as i was before,but i am still hannah.  now i will say this,dont let people change who you are be happy and adore your diffrences.

One daughter was bullied by kids in junior high to the point the sheriff was involved. My autistic 8 year old daughter was bullied by staff at school. Where do we feel safe for our children to be? Be a voice . 

People put in your head these images of what your supposed to look like or act like. these images come from movies, magazines and those cosmeticians of models. So now everyone thinks they have to look like this and it destroy them selfs and I know this because it destroyed me too. I hated how I looked and constantly compared myself to others. This idea of "perfection" needs to be destroyed because no one can be perfect everyone has their own little flaws and quirks an that's what makes us human.