growing up is never easy and for me i found it alot harder as im shy and from a young age i developed a skin condition so in primary and secondary school it made me an easier target to be picked on by other kids. this one girl would call me names, tell lies to other people so then they would start to hate me just as much as she did. my primary school had a strong no bullying rule but in my secondary school they didn't seem to listen or care. i started to become an outsider and i lost more and more confidence and lost friends. they was never violence towards me but they was verbal abuse and cyber abuse and that hurts and damages just as much. i grew up in England in chelmsford city were in most schools bullying was never heard of or talked about even though it happens. this one girl believed ad still believes that i turn her friends against her and believes that i am a monster. my skin condition made people not to come near me that often because they thought that they were going to catch something from my skin like it was a disease and that it could kill you if you catch it. it started to destroy my life. i felt a victim when i believe now i'm a survivor.

When I was in Elementary School, I was never the "popular" kid. I wasn't pretty, my family didn't have a lot of money. I didn't grow up with 2 parents in the same house. On the bus to school, I hated it. These older kids would pick on me because I had dark eyebrows and i have a little mole on my face... they would continue to make fun of me. I was scared to go to school. I begged my mom to take me to school but she didn't realize what was going on. she thought it was just a phase. this lasted basically through middle school. when i hit freshmen year, i got my eyebrows waxed, and lost a little weight. suddenly the people who picked on me all the time all of a sudden wanted to be my best friend.. they weren't really my friends.. they just liked me because i was their version of "pretty".. and this is my story. 

...I was bullied. It's hard for me to say that or acknowledge being made fun of as that, but that's what it was.  I luckily wasn't physically bullied, but definitely verbally bullied. It started in 3rd grade, when I moved to NJ from OH and I was the new kid who didn't speak like everyone else.  I was put down for being different and not like other black girls at that age.  I didn't like the same music, I didn't dance the same way and to this day I still get told I don't act like a typical "black person".  I don't act like a typical "black person", I act like me and I'm old enough now to not care what people say about me or let it effect me, but in my line of work with juvenile delinquents, those same comments that come up make me feel like I'm in middle school again and I'd really like to instill in these kids that it's not ok to treat people like that.  After watching this film I really feel encouraged to stand up and hold others accountable and empower those who are being put down like I was.  At 24yrs old, I think we can make a change for the next generation.

I just watched the documentary, and for most of it I had tears in my eyes. It brought back many painful memories of my childhood. I can't remember a time in school when I wasn't bullied. It started as early as the 1st grade. And it even happened with two of my teachers who were prejudiced against me. I was the tall, overweight girl who every person who wanted to be thought of as tough wanted to fight, or the one they mercilessly teased by calling me every fat insult they could think of. Plus, I was raised as a Jehovah's Witness, and being the only kid who didn't celebrate birthdays or holidays made me even more of an outcast in their eyes. I was kicked, tripped, pushed into the bus dashboard, had rocks thrown at my head, had food thrown at me, had kids spit on my food. They would slam the locker door against my head, so I stopped using it and would carry all of my books around with me. I had gum thrown in my hair, tape off the bus seats thrown at me, a door slammed on me which bruised a rib. From the moment I got on the bus until I got off lots of kids would just constantly insult me. They would make Moo sounds every time I walked down the hall, and when they couldn't talk in class, they'd throw paper at me with insults written on them. Any time I'd have enough and would try to stand up for myself, I was the one who got in trouble. All of the kids would claim I started it....I attempted suicide in 6th grade. I'd had enough, and was going to take an entire bottle of pain medicine, when my Mom walked in and caught me. I begged her to not leave me in that school, and she home schooled me after that. I honestly don't know what I would have done if I'd had to continue to put up with that every year. I am a strong person, but people can only deal with so much before they reach a breaking point. It breaks my heart seeing these kids go through this because I feel their pain, I know exactly how alone and isolated and helpless they feel. And I want to help in anyway I can so this can stop.

  I was bullied for 7 years by the same group of girls. The leader of the group was "Icky" Vicky, and I can remember almost every cruel thing she ever did to me, and the way she rallied all the kids to join in. I was continuously told "Just ignore them." That didn't work, and it never will. I am now 21 years old, so to see that the amount of bullying is just as bad, if not worse, is proof that these methods don't work.
  I only found out a year ago that my mom had told the school social worker she was worried that if nothing changed I would grow up to be a very angry person. When she told me this, I instantly cried, because that's exactly what happened. I've grown so cynical of the world around me. Every ounce of innocence was pushed out of me, before I even had the chance to enjoy my youth.
  The day I stood up to her was the day I lost my tolerance. I shot below the belt, pointing out her terrible home life, and her pathetic nature in targeting innocent people. Sure, it worked, but why did I have to be harassed for 7 years? Why did I have to get SO angry that I even wished death upon another person? Why was nothing done before this point? This is what needs to be changed.
  We are enabling the disintegration of our youth's innocence, and generations of children are either growing up vicious, or angry. The abusers and the abused. The rest of my life has been effected by those haunting years, and we cannot allow another child to grow up as angry at the world as I did. Let them see justice. Let them feel joy. I wish that I could.

I support the Bully Project, Cause I, myself was a victim of bullying, I was in 7th grade, i was only 14. People who Bully, don't understand how much, It hurts us, Destroys us.. I couldn't even go to school, i never wanted to go to school. These cruel people, made my 7th grade year horrible. Name calling, Cyber Bullying, physical bullying.. Everyday, i would come home in cry, I was getting tired, or rumors, i was getting tired of people calling me names, I was getting tired of people blocking the hall way just so they can gang up on me.. And lastly. I was getting sick and tired of the school not doing anything about it.. It destroyed my mental health. I now have PTSD.. And Manic Depression.. Im now 17 and Graduated early.  and I'm Still scared, i still remember the things they said, and did.. I still cry. Why would someone bully? Aren't we all the same? It's a shame how someone has to bully others, just so they can feel better about themselves.. .. I believe we were all put on this earth, too enjoy it, to do things, and experience the beauty of it.. We weren't put on this earth, to hurt, and bring people down.. And people need to understand that. I support The Bully Project, Cause we need too put a stop, and make a change in this world. I've been bullied, and i'm still recovering from it 3 years later.  

Yeah I need to edit this because it said some stupid stuff :) Enjoy your life. 

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I'm not really sure what has prompted me to write this. I just finished the movie and its two in the morning. I'm currently a sophomore in college, where everyone seems to be more accepting. Looking back I wonder what role I played... I like to think that I wasn't ever a bully, ya I messed with my friends but I don't think I was a bully. I wonder how many bullies actually consider themselves bullies. I'm sure most of them are like me thinking that they are just messing around, and they don't mean any harm. Maybe its not what I did to others that has me so upset but its what I didnt do. I had the capacity to make someones day great, it would take nothing but an invitation to sit at lunch together. What does it say about my character that I would let someone continue to drown and refuse to offer a smile or compliment? I'm sorry for what I have done and what I didn't do to help the kids in my middle school and high school, I want to be better. I still think I can have an influence students today and I want to commit myself to this goal. Bullying truly can be eradicated, I firmly believe that. I will make it so.

I am going to go out on a limb and say that I am not a victim personally of bullying. I was one of those popular cheerleaders in high school, but I was never a bully. I went to a school that had a very unique dynamic. The popular kids were nice to the smart kids and vice versa. Some could even say that our school was in its own personal bubble, which I wouldn't disagree with. However, after viewing the bully movie, it drastically changed my outlook on things. Not everyone is lucky enough to go to a school like I did. People are bullied every single day. People are tormented for looking different, acting different, being different and that is wrong. I have always been a good listener. Even in my seemingly perfect bubble of a school, everyone has their baggage and everyone's baggage may sometimes feel too hard to deal with. I want everyone on this website to know that I am here if anyone needs someone to talk to. I will always be here if anyone feels like they're going through something that seems too tough or too much to deal with. I will always listen, and I WILL help you get through it. Things will change for the better, I know it.