hi i'm alisha and this is my story. It all started the first day of school. People started to make fun of me because of the clothes I was wearing. They bullied me because of my voice to they said it was to deep and that I must have had a sex change. I couldn't stay the whole day at school getting called names and a punched and cut and even strangled. My mom asked what was going on I didn't tell her. :( she knew I wasn't good at making friends because I was shy. Ad the year went on I ate lunch in the bathroom because people would steal it or beat me up for it. I cried my self to sleep every night. 😥 I finally had made a friend and she stood up for me because she was also being bullied. We stood up for each other and stayed by each others sides and no matter what we were always there for each other. My year got better. I had came up with the idea for anti bullying commitee. We stop bullying and keep our school safe. And that is my story! Stand up stand out make a difference!

My name is Bridget. I am in 10th grade and I participate in Track and Field, Marching Band, Color Guard, Model United Nations, and a future member of the We The People Team at my high school. I may seem like a well known person who has no problems, but that's where people go wrong. I have a brother who has Autism and he had to experience an unfortunate circumstance last year when I was a freshman. Towards the end of the school year, my parents discovered him coming home with bruises on his back and arms. They were concerned and asked to see what was going on. So they asked for the bus taped from the previous morning and discovered something very disturbing. On the tape was the bus driver beating my defenseless brother to a pulp, smashing him against the window and yelling at him when he did nothing wrong. Shocked and in tears, my parents decided to end this. Luckily the man was fired and the case was being brought to court however it was more complicated than they thought. After receiving past taped from the bus company, they discovered that this was going on for the whole year and not by the bus driver, but by the teachers at his middle school. I couldn't believe what was going on. This affected my life so much. With stress levels rising in my house hold, I couldn't take the heat. I decided to take a stand. I talked at a bullying assembly at my school and gave a very powerful speech to my entire student body and the reaction I got was incredible. People came up to me and asked how they could help. With friends and followers, we started a movement and we spread the word about how important it is to stop bullying. And I encourage everyone to follow in our footsteps and to do something in your community to end this act. Alone, we can achieve some. But together we can accomplish everything.

Whats the one thing that people never fail to give? Attention, but more often than not what you hear always seems to be negative. Whats the point, and why do people care? People never fail to give whats unfair. But no matter how bad it hurts you never show your weakness, you don't want them to see you cry. But what you feel goes unnoticed until they read about how you died. Then everyone wants to talk about how great of a person they remember you for. But what do you tell their mom, the one who found them on the other side of the door? Do nyou tell her how sorry you are that she lost her child so young? Or do you confess and apologize for being apart of the ones who bullied her loved one?No one realizes how much damage their words can actually be. But for some reason its the 'loser' that takes their life because they are the ones who feel guilty. But you could have helped, you could have gave a helping hand, you didn't have to be like everyone else, you could have tried to understand. Their pain , you would have never had seen, you could have been the one person, a friend, you didn't have to be so mean.

             Lauren K, 4-20-2013

I was 12 when didnt think i was me. I changed; I labeled myself as emo. The I liked would tell me, " emo go cut yourself." He said he was sorry and I forgave him. Later i became his girlfriend but once we broke up he told me I ruined his conscience. My best friend at the time told me if I turned emo she wouldn't be my friend anymore. All of friends took her side. I wanted to die because of them. I wanted to cut myself but I didn't. I only scratched myself. I felt horrible for being me. I don't let bullying stand in my way anymore.

It all started in the first grade they picked on me a little but as I got older it got worse I'm in the 5 grade now and people tell me to kill myself and I'm worthless and they'll stab me or shoot me and the school does nothing and I want to stop Bullying not just for me for everyone cause I wanted to kill myself and I watched the bully movie and it inspired  me to stop bulling 

it all started in 5th grade. i had moved to a new school and didnt know a single person. i was a lot smaller then all the kids so they would call me anorexic and i didnt really understand it. i wasnt sure what it meant. but what i did know is it hurt.  Lets skip to 7th grade. I got my period and started gaining weight.  I got stretch marks cause i grew so fast. People started calling me fat and ugly and emo cause they thought i was self harming. well at one point i did start harming myself.  Then i came out as Bisexual. Things got worst. I was now known as the lesbian emo fag. I let that go on for a year and a half. But then i started standing up for myself. I pushed it off. I told them i dont care what you say its not gonna effect my life. I think everyone needs to do that.  I think you need to Stand up for yourself and for others. Lets Take a stand and stop Bullying!!

~Tyra Marie

i remember getting bullied in the 5th and 6th grade, i went through puberty way before anyother girls did. once we had a new student and she saw that i was already developing, she decided to get everyone against me. it first started with me stuffing so it looked like was going through puberty and then it would lead to them trying to take off my shirt or take of my bra. i was scared and didnt know how to approach this, so i just took the harrasment. she then decided that bothering me about that was too boring, she moved on to finding every wrong thing about me, my nose, my hips, my face, my hair. they used to throw rocks and tortillas at me just because of my last name Portillo. i was so tired of the bullying that i became the bully... but i realized that no matter what i did, they would always try to beat me with their words, and i was not one of them how could i scoop down to their level.... i never spoke to anyone during this time, at home i would act like nothing was going on at school. but then a girl would follow me home and tell me so many bad words, and call me fat and just wouldnt leave me alone. my mom never realized anything... i moved to colorado thankfully i thought i had escaped it all but once i got here someone in my class called me "UGLY" those words stuck to me like glue, i didnt make any friends fast, i had one friend in my math class but i still felt very alone, people kept calling me a whole lot of mean words and i was tired of it i didnt want it to be like elementary all over again so i decided to try and take my life away,, as i was doing that i received a text from that one guy in math class. he started talking to me and i told him everything. he saved my life, he might not know it but if it wasnt for him i would have killed myself that moment. hes was my friend, he still is and he will always be, because he saved me from making the worst mistake of my life. he made me realize that i am beautiful, inside and out and im not alone i will never be alone. nobody is alone, everyone has a hero in their life. even if you might not know it yet.

You know, as a teen, you are going to be bullied. I've been bullied verbally since I was well since 2nd grade. it started with your'e fat, you're ugly, you're annoying, you talk to much, no one wants to be your friend. As you get older it's you're gay, you're a teacher's pet, you're a whore, I've heard it all. The thing is, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm not any of the things they've called me but it's a stab to my confidence everytime. I feel the worst thing about bullying is that it takes away your identity. At home we think of ourselves as one way but we get to school and it's as if other kids decide who we are.Why do we give them that much power?