me and him all was got pick on at shool well we told the teachers they lath at us so we tack the stand and they stop i thot well my firend did not tell me about they was on his fb one night his had enuf and kill his self. i still want to bet thos guys up for that it hrte me alot and i get bully i alot more we move out of there  and i still get bully but i got in fight over it i got introble over and the other kid walk out. yea stop bullys well do some thang about it wilco middle......

I am valayna and I was bullied too. I had to go through 4 year of your a hoe or my hair being pulled. I got shoved like I was nothing.he teachers did nothing but have me sit by him all the time. I wanted to just leave go some where else but school. In the end he moved. The day he left he said that he will never forget  me and that he want to stay. Te last words he said to me you are the stuidedest girl in the world. Go back to where you came from.

My son is nearly twelve years old and has been diagnosed with high functioning autism.  On the outside, he looks like every other child his age.  On the inside, however, he is different. He lacks certain social skills and also has disabilities in reading and writing.  When pushed to perform the tasks of reading and writing, he becomes overwhelmed and gets angry.  Beginning in 2nd Grade, my son was bullied by other children at his school and particularly a certain group.  Many times he came home with bruises all over his arms and chest.  I would learn from his older sister that some of the instances happened on the bus.  Many happened at the school as well.

I repeatedly contacted the school and reported the instances of bullying.  Because of my sons disability, I was told that it was my son who was instigating the bullying or that when he talked to the principal, he was laughing about the bullying.  My son was terrified of his school principal and the bullies and would not "rat" them out for fear of retaliation.  I reported numerous instances in 2nd grade, and then in third grade things worsened.  I was repeatedly told the instances were my son's fault and he was almost removed from the bus. 

When fourth grade rolled around, I started paying even closer attention to the things that were happening.  My son was being suspended repeatedly for his behaviors, but upon questioning him, I would learn that he was being pushed in to doing activities by his teachers and they were turning their backs on bullying instances in the bathroom and other areas of the school such PE or art class.  This is also when I learned of my son's fear of his principal and that the principal had drug him down the halls of the school to get my son to his office.  All of the bullying caused my son to want to run away and he did run from the school many times.  It eventually got so bad that he tried to stab his principal with a math compass.  I had had enough and removed him from the school and sought private schooling for my son that would work with his disability.

I also decided to remove my other children from the school and placed them in a neighboring district due to the instances.  It was the best decision I ever made for my children.  I watched the Bully movie on Netflix recently and wanted to scream at the parents who went in to the principals office and came out with no answers.  You have to stand up for your children and don't sit down until you get some solid answers.  It's also important to remind your children not to be a bully back.  I can't go in to any details, but trust me, we won for our son and our other children.  Even better, we helped implement some changes at that school that will positively impact other children that still attend school there.

Hi. I'm Jacob. I have grown up with bullying, and I guess I just shrug it off. I try to be the better person. I have never broke down. There are times when I wish I could retaliate, but I'm afraid of the outcome.

I guess you could say that I'm one of those smart people. I'm quiet, I like to read, and I'm a HUGE grammar person. I don't like any sports, and for that I'm called weird. I hang out with girls a lot, but that's because all the guys talk about is sports or perverted things. And for that, I get called gay. I want to take a stand and show people that I'm nothing they think I am. And that's a little about me. :) #staystrong

one day i couldn't take it anymore. i just snapped and cried. people at school would come up to me slam the locker as i was getting my things. girls would say hows the cutting coming or when you gonna die so we can through a party. i would cry everyday at school as i pushed to fit in. i would come home and act tough for my family, but inside it felt like every bit of my heart was broken. i have friends five main ones. i thought i needed more thought i needed to fit in. i was tired of all the labels goth emo slut lesbian. i finally decided that all i needed was to be myself and if people couldnt except me for me well the would just have to deal with it! i told myself i wouldnt let other kids stupidity and hurtful words break me. i embraced the fact that i would never fit in. now i realize i dont need to. i have my friends who make me smile and im not afraid to be different to be goth im only afraid for those kids who cant stop hurting others. im afraid they wont ever realize hurting others wont help them with their problems. i dont wish that they ever get bullied or feel the way i do. i only wish and hope that they realize there's better things out there than hurting others! and i hope everybody who gets bullied shouldnt be afraid to be the person they are.

Once a while ago, I had some trouble with some popular kids. My school provides  breakfast then about 5 kids would make fun of me being me. Every time I tried to eat they would come, so I started skipping breakfast. My mom found out and helped me and now I don't bother with their nonsense I act like ...me.

Growing up, I was a normal girly girl who got along with everyone and never had problems making friends. When I hit middle school, I began to gain weight and that's where everything changed. I began to be bullied by kids at school and from the neighborhood. I remember being told to move my fat ass one day at school. That day became one of the most memorable days of my life. I decided I would loose weight. I began starving myself which then developed into bulimia. The bulimia took over my life. I became extremely ill and could have killed myself because of it. Now 4 years later, I have been in treatment for bulimia for 6 months and am realizing that this will be apart of my life forever. My body has sustained permanent damage. I hate the thought that I am not the only one who has had to go through this. Bullying has to stop! It's time that people acknowledge that bullying is an epidemic that is effecting every town and school around the world.

I delt with being bullied since 1st grade. Kids made fun of what i wore. I didnt come from a wealthy family by far but couldnt understand why these kids couldnt just ignore how i dressed and just be nice to me. It turned violent in 4th grade. Being punched, pinched, and even spat on. I took a stand when i was shoved into a urinal. After realizing how much of this treatment i took and covered it with a smile while altogether trying to forget things that happened to me i just snapped. Once that kids shoved me called bad names and walked away i then tapped on his shoulder and punched him as hard as i could in the face. I was hurt emotionaly and couldnt stop crying because i finally resorted to violence and felt bad about it. Lucky for me the bullying stop.... I developed muscles, started boxing and dedicated my time in high school by being a conflict mediator while scaring bullies away from the rest of the kids in the hallway. Felt like a hero and still do. Im proud to say i took a stand against bullying and will continue to be a hero for my kids and a hero to those children in need of one. Still at the end of the day you must always try to be your own hero.

I was a little 7th grader in middle, that really didn't like to associate with people I didn't really talk to or alot of my friends. I started to get bullied at the beginning of the school, because I didn't act a certain way, or because I dressed weirdly. I'm not fully aware why I got bullied, but there was a reason. 

All of the bullying lead me into a deep depression, which lead to cutting, suicidal thoughts, and other things. It was really bad, but I didn't have anyone I could talk to or someone that I could relate to. Things got so bad over the next couple of weeks, that I tried to commit suicide. 

No one really ever knew what was wrong with me, but they had heard that I cut and started spreading rumors about me and eventually, teachers started to find out. I really didn't like that teachers were finding out, but in reality that probably saved my life. To think that a rumor, that could possibly be true, which was spread around to teachers saved my life sounds pretty insane, but it did.

My mom eventually found out and got me help. I didn't really like having to see someone I didn't know and express my feeling to them, but in the end it was nice to know that someone was there to actually listen to me and not judge me. 

Now, I'm a freshman in high school with a completely different life. I will always be that girl, but I will be that girl that knows how to handle the situation in a healthy way. I've somewhat overcome my fear of telling people how I feel because, I know that now they are trying to help me. Not judge me and point out my flaws. That moment in my life made me a stronger person. It's made me a more wiser person that can help comfort people and lead them out of their time of darkness or depression or whatever they might be going through. But I am stronger. I no longer let people tear me down. I am me, and if you can't accept that......then it's your loss. 

I was a sophomore in high school when this happened to me. I was a popular kid-- I had a ton of friends...and then it all changed. One girl set her sights on ruining my high school experience. It all started one random day and continued for months. I was being pushed into lockers, having water spilt on me, being told i was bulimic at lunch and receiving threats left and right. MY "friends" were no longer there for me since older "more popular" girls were the ones bullying me. This built for about 4 months when i was punched in the face at school. This was the last straw. I couldn't be a victim any longer. I finally worked up the courage to let the friends who left me at this horrible time go, not be scared of walking down the halls and lastly needing to be an advocate for others. I tell my story and how horribly impacted i was by this bullying every chance i get. I also tell of how great it was to overcome the impact that i let those girls make on me. I am going to school to be a high school english teacher and one of my main hopes is to make a difference stopping bullying in the classroom and hallways and schools.