So first i wanna tell you about me. My favorite color is black. i love almost any kind of music. i hate running and sports. i like sleeping and being on the internet like every teen. i like movies and shopping. I like food and eat like a cow. My parents are divorced. I'm sarcastic. my natural hair color is blonde. i have one best friend. i have five stepbrothers, two half brothers, and two sisters. 

When i was little i didnt have friends. I was shy, quiet, and VERY withdrawn. I just just there, and no one really noticed me. I thought that was just fine, because i sort of liked being alone. 

  But moving on. As i got older i still had no friends. I passed all through almost four years of school with no friends. But one day, i met my best friend kayla. She has been here for me since. In fact, just tjis should make you think well... she isnt bullied at all! but the real point to this story is this: 

  When I was in sixth grade i got my first REAL boyfriend. His name was Gavin. At first i thought he was great! but as time went by he forced me into sending bad pictures, and making me change. I started wearing a lot of black and becoming more outgoing. 

  The worst part about him was that he faked suicides. Broke up with me and said he was kidding. Thats what changed me most. In fact it got so bad i started cutting to makke myself feel better. It wasn't bad at first, just scraches. 

  But after ten months of being depressed and alone, we broke up. But even then the depression stayed. The next year was 7th grade. Thsi year. 

  I started dating his best friend aaron but that was a while ago. while i was dating Aaron it got worse. He hurt me, told me he was gonna get me drunk, and wanted me to smoke. (which i didn't do) 

  When Aaron and i broke up Gavin thought that i was the one that hurt him. So he started getting on facebook and commentign on everything i posted. 

  He posted things like, "Don't lie Bitch!" and "Go cut. No one would care." or "You're so ugly. Go die."  

  Thats what pushed me to the edge. I tried to kill myself because everyday there was a new comment, or message from him.  

   The cuts got deeper, because now I bleed when i cut. I have scars. I cry. But no one knows because i fake a smile and say i'm okay. 

  thats my story. 

I recently watched BULLY and was revisited by some of my own traumatic memories of being a victim. Growing up I always saw myself as different from the other kids- to list a few: my parents were both immigrants from Israel, my mom looked physically different because of cancer and I was the youngest girl of 2 older brothers (the oldest being 14 years older than me). I felt like a loner, looked awkward and had no one to relate to. It was my middle school years where I was bullied most and the ironic part of my story is that the kids that bullied me in middle school became my best friends in high school and college. Like most victims, I was teased mostly on the bus ride home- many times I would run off the bus crying and often found that the bus driver was my only friend. It was 9th grade when I finally grew into myself, I gained a sense of confidence and a group of great friends. I promised myself that I would never be mean to someone who was different in any sense of the word. If I were to ever see someone get bullied I would interject, I would befriend kids that were out of my social circle and would always be sensitive to others- this stayed with me my whole life and its because of my middle school years that I've become a better person. I am now 25 years old and have come a very long way since my middle school years. I can only hope that kids going through this realize that it does get better, it really does. 

I just got done watching this program. I have alot of raw emotion running threw me, I got mad, I cried, and got mad because I was crying, it is a biker thing. I am a 43 year old woman with two grown sons, both in their twentys. When I was in school I didn't get bullied much but others around me did. One day a boy I went to school with was crying, we were in the sixth grade, and looked at me and said he would be better off dead. I knew his family had just moved to Texas and he was an outcast. I didn't say anything but i started watching how the bullies were treating the others. I sat back for a week and thought about what was going on, I finally made up my mind what I had to do, and that was take them all under my wing and be their protector, I AM NOT TELLING YOU children to do what I did things were different back then, I would wait for the bullies at the end of the school day everyday and what ever they gave to a person I gave back to them. I was in a fight sometimes six times a day. Didn't care if it was male or female. I am still a protector today, the bullies I deal with today are adults, yes even as adults we still have bullies. Now here is what i want to say to you, if you are being bullied or know someone who is being bullied, go tell your mom or dad. Don't feel uncomfortable in telling. Are they going to get mad? The answer is yes, but not at you. As parents it is our job to protect, and it makes us angry when we feel we have not been doing our job, and we feel sad because we feel like you can't count on us are you would have come and told us. You have to understand we love you with every breath we take. You our reason for living. When you were born, we made a promise to you, to love you, take care of you and protect you against everyone and everything. We can not keep our promise if you don't tell us. And no one is going to hurt us so don't worry about that. Go tell your mom and dad if some one is doing something to you if it is wrong, no matter if it is another child, adult or another family member, don't be scared. My title came from watching the show, and I made a promise to myself to save as many as possible. I amy not have given birth to you, but as far as I am concerened you are all my children. All of you are worthy, and you do matter, and everyone of you are special and highly loved. I am here not only for the children but also for the parents. If you need me I am here, that is my promise.

my daughter won this game .....the bully game I helped her by advise only but the key is strength in numbers and an ethic ....make a gathering place for all age children who want to be safe ...the numbers will grow so fast....the kids dont need to be best friends or even share same interests but they do need to talk to each other and find acceptance for who they are ....the ethic is different is awesome...as for bus drivers i am one in australia and I have a duty of care LEGAL...any bullys ...bus stops and the problem is radioed in ....EVERYTIME....noone wants to be late going where they are going funny thing is most of the bullies are coppy cats and join the good side just exposing the problem children so they can be helped

I just finished watching the moive.  It brought alot of memories back.  I was bullied on a regular basis when I was younger.  It got really bad.  Even though I havent been in grade school for years I still carry the wounds of the emotional scars.  I would really like the parent of bullied children to understand the humiliation that the kids who are being bullied feel.  Its not that they dont want to talk to their parents about the goings on its humiliating to have to relive the details to talk to you all about it.  Be careful of how you react when they do confess.  It just fuels the embarassment.  I dont know how to fix it and make it less humiliating and embarassing.  When you a kid you hope it just goes away.. It makes it really hard to talk about.  Its not that the kids cant dont feel like they cant trust you, sometimes it just seems to make it worse.  I am now 34 yrs old.  I undersand what it feels like.  All I can say is if you are a parent of a bullied child.... you better fight fight fight for your voice to be heard.  No dismissive principal showing me pictures of her grandkids!!! I would have stopped her right then and there... I am fired up!!!

I know what it's like to be bullied and it can really hurt sometimes, both physically and mentally. It can make you think badly about the world and feel like there is no hope in life, but if we think this way then the bullies have won. We must always keep in mind how we felt when we or someone else was being bullied and use that emotion the next time we see a bully to express to them that what they are doing is wrong and to offer the person being bullied a helping hand.

Also I must confess in the past I've been a witness to bullying and didn't do anything about it and even occasionally got involved with the bullying. We should never forget that people can change and that we should also lend a helping hand to a bully when they want or need help.

Together we can make a difference!

I've never been the one to bully someone, I care about people like no other if I know them or if they're complete strangers I have compassion for them. I've never been bullied, I can relate in the sense of we all are human beings we all should care about one another and be there for each other no matter what you look like, how you dress, if you're quite, if you love the same sex everyone has a heart, we all breath the same air. I hate that our society is quick to judge someone, treat others how you want to be treated. Be strong because those people that treat you bad and bully you, they have nothing to live for besides making you hate yourself and your life no matter who you are you're better then that believe in yourself, love yourself and know you're a great person inside and out.

I was bullied for so many years that I became numb. I pushed out my friends, my family, and eventually myself. I came to the conclusion the world could survive without me and perhaps the bullying would stop without me. With this world filled with bullying it makes it hard for a parent to let their child go to school and now know their safe. Bullying is a serious epidemic in this world and it surely needs to be taken care of. Personally I was bullied in person, over text, facebook, etc. It all hurt the same way. I thought about suicide so much it became a routine I would go to the roof and just tell myself why not jump. It wasn't the right decision and eventually I realized that. I overcame bullying, stopped letting it bug me and start writing out my troubles which led to me watching out for other kids getting bullied. Being bullied has taught me a lot but mainly it has taught me to always keep my head up and try and find an alternative solution to make you forget about what is happening. Bullying can be helped and it should. Speak up! Your one voice counts and can save many lives of children and young adults whom just need a chance.

To whom ever is being or has experienced bullying, your not the only one. Other people just like you have been through some tough times. Reaching out to others may seem hard, you may be shy, you may just wanna fit in, but don't! Be who you are and don't try to be something your not because this is where bullying typically starts is with society's views on normalcy is the new perfect. You are born perfect and nobody should tell you other wise! I am a freshmen and i live in the US and it is not easy being a freshmen in high school. I was bullied through out my whole life for stupid things like my sister having cancer, my dad dying when i was three years old, being different, not dressing like the other girls, having my own views on everything, and so much more. I wished people would understand what it was like to go through what i have experienced. I wanted friends, i wanted to be seen and be skinny  pretty,smart, funny, and just be seen as "perfect". I tried so hard to get people to like me and the more i tried the more people would hate me. My advice to be happy or to get some friends happens to be... Don't let people tell you what you can and can't do, who you are and aren't friends with, what type of person are you, weather your normal sized, or you look "pretty" or "handsome" my point is be different, be yourself, don't believe what those kids tell you because if you aren't yourself and if you try to be like everyone else then wouldn't everyone be the same? Try to be different because no one wants something that everyone else has, they want something different they want to be able to look up to or be friends with or date someone who isn't scared to be themselves, someone who will stick up for themselves and others and not care what people think and not for one second put the people down who put them down for there whole lives. I get life is hard and i know everyone isn't as strong as the next, but try and i promise things will get better because after every storm comes a rainbow and if your growing up years are as horrible then imagine what your future will look like if you try hard enough to make your dreams a reality. So please if you cut, drink, smoke, burn, have an eating disorder, suffer from depression, or just plain out are tired of all the crap you get at school or when you even go outside or on the internet or social media sites, just ignore them because they ARE WRONG! You are beautiful, strong, smart, unique, and amazing people so  for all those who are still suffering or are about to suffer, try and stop it and just forget all those people because they must be miserable and to achieve attention they have to bully you so who's really pathetic in the end? The bully could be going through a rough time as well so don't try to bully the bully but become they bully's friend or compliment them because maybe then they will stop. I hope i could help and spread the word... I didn't feel my story of my bulling experiences would quite help but i can help by stopping or betraying how i stopped being bullied/ bullying people because i realized everyone just wants to fit in and there's only so many seats at the top so why not make the top big enough for everyone?

   I am currently a sophmore in high school. This was the first year I had ever been bullied. There was a Junior boy on the wrestling team that had choked me in class a few times, I expressed to my friends that I did not like it and that he needed to stop. One time it got out of hand... As I was working on a worksheet in spanish class he snuck up behinde me and put me in a choke hold. One hand was around my neck and the other was over my nose and mouth, he pulled me out of my seat as I tried to free myself he whispered "This time I'm going to kill you." There was nothing I could do being a small girl against a 17 year old young man... I was defensless... I felt myself drifting away and becoming weak. Through my thoughts I heard My friend yell "Stop!" Soon afterward I called my Dad to pick me up from school. I told him of the incident, He made me go to the school and report what had happened. They had only suspended him for a few days, the administration made me fell like I had to be defend myself and they took his side and did not entirely believe my story. They did not support me or help me with what had happened. Only after my mom went to the super intendent did they actually listen, but even then they still scribbled my words down on a torn out piece of binder paper and thew them around across the table. To me that part was the worse part, it still makes my blood boil. The place where a child is supposed to be and feel the safest and a place where the staff is to ensure saftey upon a parent's child... is not fulfilled... Makes my stomach turn. I became a part of this so I could help anyone dealing with such issues, and to let them know that they are not in fact alone.