My name is Erica, I was a small girl in Elementary when I was getting beat up and picked on. It went on everyday without stopping. I was terrified to go to school I hated it so much. I moved alot and no matter where I went I was always getting picked on. I remember everything that happen even the people who did it to me. I was one of the kids that would sit in the back of the room hoping no one could see me. Hoping they would just leave me alone so I could go about my own things. I never had any friends back then. I remember everything they called me, Flat face, big nose, and even things you would never think an elementary kid would say. I even tried telling an adult about it but it made things worse for me so I never told anyone anything anymore after that. Boys would actually beat me up, the girls just stayed out of it for the most part besides calling me names. By the time I hit 5th Grade I started to cut myself. I started in the palms of my hands then it went all over my body. I did it for many many years after that. I even still have dreams about it happening to me to this very day. I hated myself so much I actually started to do drugs. I got to the point were I had over dosed on pills 3 times! Somehow I was saved every single time. I was terrified to tell anyone what was happening to me because I thought things would just get worse. When I got into middle school I was still being bullied but this time I had enough of it and I started to fight back. I did not care about anything anymore back then because I was so numb from everything that had happened to me and all the drugs I was on. I got into so much trouble and ended up hurting my parents more then anything. Now that the years have past I am better but it still hurts to this very day. Please whatever you do, don't give up and never stop believing in your self. 

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So uh...hey. I'm Skylar, I'm from Douglasville,GA about 30 minutes out of Atlanta, but you probably don't care,but yeah. So, the bullying started since I started school, I had a tough childhood,broken home, crack head mom who doesn't a sh*t about her kid, not real father figure,ended up at my grandma's house. Started Pre-k and word got around about my messed up life. Kids called me "Orphan,Mistake,etc." I would go home crying blaming it on how I "missed my mom" which I probably did. But anyways in elementary school I was always taller then everyone so kids would call me "freak,giant,sky-scrapper,etc." I let it get to me and it ate me up inside. Nothing really bad started happening till around middle school, that when I started getting pushed,shoved,punched,even though I am girl, that didn't mean anything to my many bullies. And lets just say I wasn't what you called "normal" I used to ( still do) wear "odd" clothing: skinny jeans,band tee-shirts,dark makeup. Kids called me "devil worshiper,freak,waste of oxygen" I really let that get to me...so I started self-harming, I have really bad scars from then. I do't regret having them they remind me what i have been through and I can go through alot and I'm still here.So stay in there,stand up, I'm here ever need me inbox me on tumblr : moshingwithmexicore.tumblr.com

My son has been getting bullied since he was in the fith grade.  He is now in seventh grade.  He feels like noone cares at his school.  I keep trying to keep him positive but it isn't easy.  I also tell him to tell any teacher or adult when it happens.  Some of the teachers just send him on to class some just brush it off.  I really wish Kannapolis N.C. would just wake up and see that this isn't a game.  This is real.  Children are comitting suicide because of bullying.  I don't want my son to end up thinking that suicide is the answer.  We go to church.  He is involved in AWANA'S. I am trying to keep positive things around him to show he is loved, he does matter.  But in the end, he spends more time in school, around all of those children. 

All I can do is pray.  I pray that the Lord keeps him safe on the way to school, in school, and on the bus home.

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When I was in elementary school I was bullied from about the 3rd grade it was horrible. I was called a whore and a bitch and many words. The worst one was ugly. That word has made me soo insecure about myself. The worst thing about all this is that during it my parents were going through a divorse. I was depressed really bad and I didn't know what to do so I started cutting my wrist and legs. The scars I have are fading wich is good. My perents have no idea about that. When I was getting bullied things had gotten so bad I had to find a new way to get home cause people were threating to beat me up. I had a girl call my phone ove 100 times and left so many voicmails it was scary thinking about weather or not I was going to be able to get home or not I even had kids throwing rocks at me I didn't know what to do that lasted till about the 5th grade. during 6th grade things got better I was still getting called names such as ugly a bitch a whore a lesbian etc. im in the 7th grade and so far things are better I have a good friend Named Baylie who I love but c if I were to tell someone before it could have been stoped but I didn't

People tend to not speak up because they act out of fear of themselves being bullied. Its easier to avoid a problem then to solve it… and thats why bullying still so common… but really needs to be more people who care… thats the problem, there is so little empathy and caring left that we literally had to make a movement to get behavior to change. With time i firmly believe that things can change… but we need to stay consistent in the fight to promote peace amongst each other and anti-bully campaigns. It is very unfortunate if no one is recognizing your situation, and my suggestion is if no one is speaking up for you… Speak up for yourself, seek help from an authority figure. Change starts within, influence what you want to see.

I was bullied all through elementary and middle school. My bullies would tell lies to get me in serious trouble, corner me in the bathroom or after school and punch me. They told other kids not to speak to me or play with me during recess. Some of the lies became so serious that I can't even speak about them here. I had no one to play with even after school. I was made fun of for my weight. No one would date me or take me to any school dances. I was also considered dumb. However, as an adult I moved to Chicago by myself and became a Chicago police officer. On top of working full time I received my masters in police psychology and I'm starting my internship for my doctorate in psychology. Next July i will graduate with my Psy.D and then I will sit for my license to become a clinical psychologist and work with police officers. I'm telling you this because as hard as it was and as much as I disliked my childhood I never stopped believing in myself and I worked very hard. Life does change and you become and are the master of your domine. So always try to do the right thing, be kind to others but most importantly be good to yourself and stand up for what's right even if your scared!! We all need someone to talk to at points in our life and it takes courage to ask for help or speak to someone when we are depressed or being bullied

In third grade a girl in my class talked behind my back and laughed at every thing I said. She did numerous other things to me that I can't name and remember. I would go home crying every day. My mom would what was wrong and I wound sat I stubbed my toe on the sidewalk or on the leg of my desk. Third grade was just the start of my bullying. I go to a private school so there isn't much bullying but there is still bullying. I also don't ride the bus which makes me lucky. She continued to make fun. My parents could tell after about a year that I was being bullied and tried to help me. It was no use I wouldn't talk to anyone and do nothing. My parents had to end up sending me to a counselor. She has helped get through things like that and helped me understand that I was fine the way I was. Unfortunately it just never stopped, but I've just learned to shake it off. About 4 months ago I found out that the movie BULLY came out; 2 months later I watched it. It taught me that bullying is different every and can be worse everywhere. Lately the bullying just started back up with the same girl making fun me and talking behind my back. I have also gotten threats on people wanting me really hurt or hurt me. Luckily I have amazing friends who stick up for me and who told me this, but I just shake it off and enjoy my day.

i was bullied i stared cutting my arm i tried to run away because people at my school were bullying me they said you have no friends your stupid you are retarded and thay were avoiding me that made me really sad and my friend stuck up for me and it made me really happy and i told the teachers about the kids who ARE bullying me and the bullying stopped and i got lots of friends i did not cut any more or try to run away felt so happ.

Hi there, Im from a small town in Washington state. My bullying story is pretty simple, I was popular all the way through elementary when I entered middle school hormones kicked in and my body developed before everyone else. I began getting teased and picked on because I looked so much older than everyone else. I became depressed and began over eating and gaining weight, which in a small town everyone notices. I was called names like "fat cheerleader", "cottage cheese thighs", "mama rolls", and even "that thick thang." Admittedly, they weren't that creative but nonetheless it still had an effect on me. As middle school progressed things got worse, so eventually I started hanging out with the "emo kids" because I felt like if I was hanging out with people who seemed worse off than me I would feel better about myself. Soon enough the depression began to take over, I began self harming and what they now call bulimaerixia (bulimia and aneroxia combined), I went from 192 to 150. I got into high school and things got worse, I was called a "slut","whore", "skank", "c**t", "b**ch", and many more. I had text messaging rumors about me saying I had sent bad pictures to guys, im a slut and should go kill myself. Well after I had continually heard that, I was going to. I was 3 days from taking my life because I had planned to do it when no one was home, I had gotten into a fight with a girl and it caused me to be sent home for a day. My mom had found out all that had happened, she decided to move me to a new school which didnt help because the school was only 5 miles away. My sophomore year I went to school and didnt talk to anyone, my junior year I focused on schooling and was an outcast, now Im a senior and I am a freshman in college. I graduate in 41 days. I never have really "gotten over" what everyone has said about me but by focusing on what I know to be true of myself and not listening to others opinions of me, it has given me the strength to do something amazing with my life. Keep living it. I had one teacher at my new school who noticed that I was getting bullied and he helped me bring up my grades and make friends with others who care. Bullying is one of the worst things people go through, not only physical but mental and emotional too. Its a shame that people are dying because others are too afraid of the ridicule to stand up for them. They dont have to be getting hit to be "bullied", getting called names I think is worse because bruises heal but having your self esteem be demolished all due to the fact that someone wants to be mean is ridiculously hard to overcome. I am proud for all of those who keep going when they're getting bullied. I believe in you and I love you! Stay Strong <3 The future is worth it. :)