I've always goto the first places in school and usually I got awards for that, that is when my classmates started to teld me "nerd" "geek" "weird" or other nicknames, but that's the less important thing... after a while they started to ignore me, like I didn't exist in the whole classroom, then, when I wanted to say something (it didn't matter what was it about) they just started laughing at me. Now in Highschool I have some friends but there are always those girls who thinkn they are perfect and they started doing the LITTLE LAUGH thing... I began to cry every day but my friends made me get over but sometimes I still feel a little sad... Those girls are just JEALOUS. I think all the people that have been bullied are just AMAZING PEOPLE that are scared because some others don't let them express who they really can be... Always show who you are no matter what... ALWAYS SPEAK UP! :*

All my life I have been bullied. Physically and Emotionally. My mother from a very young age has taught me that I am and will never be good enough. My dad has thought me to get nothing less then perfects in everything I am and everything that I do. The kids at school have taught me that I am worthless and that I do deserve all the bullying. Weather they are strangling me pushing me down, shoving me into lockers, telling me I'm fat and ugly. This has caused me to cut, do drugs, burn, develop Bulimia and anorexia, and attempt suicide three times. I know that I will make it through this. I know that you can make it through this. You just have to keep going. Don't let them win. Be the friend. Help people. It's okay to ask for help. It's okay to fall down sometimes suicide is never the answer though. Keep fighting. Keep pushing on. Don't make that mistake like others I know have done. It's okay, in the end we win. We the outcasts, loners, emos, freaks, and nerds. Their words don't define us. We are amazing, strong, beautiful, loved, and wanted. Don't hesitate to talk to someone. Be the difference. I love you all <3

My story with bullying has already been told. I was bullied at school as a child and it went on for years, all the way to grade 11 which was when I started to make new friends and for the first time in a long time I felt like I belonged and was accepted. Iwas still bullied a little bit after that but it wasn't as bad because I had somthing that I never had before and that was friends to stand up for me. I never had a problem standing up for myself, over the years I got good at that as there was never anyone to stand up for me. My bullies never beat me up, they couldn't I was fortunate enough to be a little stronger than others. That didn't stop them from teasing me and and going out of their way to make me feel bad for their own pleasure. I used to lash out in anger towards them as a result of the constant name calling and that seemed to make them enjoy it more. When ever a teacher or adult would get involved I would always be subject to the same thing over and over again with nothing ever really being done to solve the problem. Over and over again I'd have the same "solution" thrown in my face, "just ignore it and they will stop doing it." is what was always said to me and it never seemed to amaze me when ever it got said to me and believe me I heard that same thing a lot and realised that what they were really saying to me was I'm going to ignore it so you might as well do the same. I have a news flash for people who believe that ignoring a problem will make it go away, it wont it will only make the problem bigger and bigger as it did for me every time I was told to do it and tried. Another thing I've heard a lot in my life when the subject of bullying comes up is the incredibly ignorant idea that "kids will be kids" and that is just one of the biggest scapegoats I've ever heard. When it comes to the subject of bullying teachers and school board members and even parents have been known to use that term and I believe that its because they want it to be as easy as the notion that kids will be kids and they will eventually grow out of it. When people say kids will be kids what they are really doing is building a wall of bricks that all say kids will be kids and they use this wall to hide behind because like I just said they want the kids to just grow up and grow past this problem. The problem with that is when the bullies grow up and grow past a whole new batch of bullies come along for them to ignore and once again take the opportunity to hide behind the idea that kids will be kids. My point is that my childhood was tough as it was for a lot of other kids because we lived in the era of "kids will be kids" and it makes me happy that as people we are starting to realize just how big the problem of bullying really is and always has been. It's nice to know that we are finally doing somthing to create a better future for our kids. I don't have kids yet but I am getting married and the next part of the plan is to have kids, and I don't know if my kids will be bullied the way I was or worse and I don't know if they will be bullies themselves( i sure hope not) but when or if that time comes I do know and guarantee that I will not hide behind the"kids will be kids" wall. The truth is kids will always be kids and as parents or future parents and teachers we need to help kids understand that its not ok to treat others poorly and make others feel like they don't matter, because everyone matters.

My name is Cliff Gagne and I stand against bullying!

"Thank you for reading and thank you for standing in front of the wall instead of hiding behind it."

I remember when I was a kid and I was on my way into the school from the bus on one hot morning.  There was a guy behind me and he said hey look there is thunder thighs talking about me.  People continued with it and I to this day as an adult do not wear shorts not ever.

I am only 13. Im bisexual. And honestly i dont have a pretty appearance. Ive been a victim of bulling since as long as Ive been in school. They'd shove me against the lockers...tell me Im fat in the girls locker room...they would tell me Im confused because I like boys and girls. I began to cut. They had gotten very deep but nobody noticed. Anyways dont let them get to you. They're just jealous of something you have. You're beautiful in every way. ❤ 

I have not been a victim but i have protected. For years i was like most of the people in school.They watch it happen everyday and don't do anything about it.I've watched things happen and everytime i did nothing.And everytime I said the samething to myself"i could've stopped it".I will never have that feeling again.Less than a month ago i stood up for someone being bullied for the first time. Without fear i stood up to a boy six inches taller than me and someone you probably wouldn't want to mess with.The bully got on campus suspension for two days and the victim thanked me for what i did. Since that day i began to speak up.Standing up to boys and girls,fresmen to seniors. Everyone praised me for what i did but it doesn't matter to me all i think about is how i might have saved a life that day.

My story with bullying is one from afar.  My little sister was bullied because of her lunch box, it was to big.  She was referred as teachers pet and such because she was smart and the teachers liked her.  The so called popular kids would constantly tease and harass her to the point that no one in my family expected.  We were sitting at the table eating dinner and she got up to use the bathroom after spending a while in there she called me in.  Turns out she was bleeding internally from the stress.  My little brothers also get bullied everyday.  They were born very early thanks to my abusive dad who decided to take a plank of wood to my stepmothers stomach.  Tyler the youngest is in special ed and his peers refuse to let him forget it, the part that breaks my heart is Tyler has one of the biggest parts I've ever seen.  Kyle has height differences such as when he was in second grade kindergarteners were taller than him but he makes up for it by being the class clown.  My siblings don't deserve it and I do everything I can but it's not enough.  I've had enough and I'm ready to stand up until something changes.

It all started and ended in the 6th grade. I sat next to a boy in my math class. I can only remember of one or two occasions where he made fun of my skin color and pointed out the fact that I had not yet grown into a women and had small breasts. I have always been very pale and the bully called me "albino," said I had "two backs because I had not boobs" and every time he said anything I told him I didn't care. I might of bullied him right back by telling him to leave me alone "at least I wasn't fat," but it somehow worked and he stopped. A couple other kids tried bullying me that same school year and I had a way with words and defending myself. You can say I stopped them right after they did it and they never had a chance. I know a lot of kids have it and had it much worse than I did. It takes a stronger voice to stop bullying. Whether from the victim and/or an authority. One thing I will never forget is how sad I felt when my 6th grade teacher did nothing to stop the bullies that made fun of me in his math class. He sat there  and heard and saw it all. He actually bullied me himself by yelling at me in front of the entire class in one occasion about an assignment I did not turn in. It has been 13 years and it will be embedded in my brain forever. Bullying affects victims for life. Just remember that.

It all started in eighth grade. My parents smoked in the house all the time so all m clothes smelled like smoke and I always got called smokey it never Failed. Then freshman year I moved to Tennessee I was excited. New town new people it would all be better. When in fact it was much worse. I was called fat, stupid, retarded and ugly. It got to the point where people were trying to fight me. They were hitting me in class I even got jumped and put in the hospital once. This happened for two years straight. Not once did I decide to tell anyone. I just let it build and eventually one night in April of my sophomore year I stole a bunch of my fathers pills and took them. I should've died that night. my father found me about 30 minutes after I passed out, and rushed me to the hospital. I had my stomach pumped twice. And was on suicide watch for 72 hours then taken to a rehab center. After I got out I went back to school. Everyone knew. Now everyone acted differently. Everyone acted like my friend. So I talked to the principal to see if he can call a meeting for me to speak at. And I did. I didn't rat out who did what they did. But I went into full detail about what was done to me. And the physical and emotional pain I went through. And how it was all double while I was in the hospital. Since that day noone has bothered me. And I get asked to speak at schools county wide to let kids know they are not alone. And if someone is bullying you. Tell someone be stronger then what I was.