Ive been bullied for gosh, As far as i can think back, But now that im in high school its gotten worse. Ive been pushed now the stairs. Ive been called horrible names and told to kill myself. They started to come to my house. I wanted to die. But, I had to stay strong for my boyfriend...With out him i probably wouldn't be here. My school won't do a thing about the bullying. And I have hurt my self. By starving myself to making myself throw up. I don't see why the school wont help. Im not going to let go. Im going to stay strong for My best friend and my boyfriend becuase without them id be nothing.

This isn't actually my story, but I had to write.  When we were stationed on Camp Pendleton, CA, my daughter liked a boy named kyle.  I always thought kyle was a great kid.  A couple years later we moved away.  They moved away.  Last week we learned that kyle died, he was a freshmen in High School.  We also learned he had been bullied.  Why????  Ever since his death my daughter and I have had a hard time, I think because my daughter went through being bullied also.  Wish I could help kyles family.  I am so sorry.....

Im the mother who has a son that has been bullied in several schools. I started off feeling hopeless and as if I couldnt do anything for him unless I took him to school and sat there with him all day. It took many phone calls and pressure on my part to the school administration but they did finally take action. However, I knew that if they didnt take action my next calls would be to the police to report what happened.

I knew something had to be done the day my son said to me "It's ok Mom. I know Im different and strange."

My heart broke for him because all that was 'different' and 'strange' in him was good and giving and open and just being himself. All qualities that we cherish in those who are adults but children see someone being 'different' as a bad thing.

I not only want to get the word out about bullying but the fact that 'different' is good and that each child has the right to be who they are and be proud of it.

Hi! My names Gabrielle Pompi, and my story goes a little like this.

Hey there, My name is Victoria and I was bullied from the age of 6 till about 15. I am currently 17 and in my final year of high school and life does go on. It gets better, I know it's a repetitive statement that people who are being bullied hear but I promise you it is true. I have been physically bullied due to being overweight, mentally bullied and cyber bullied. No I wouldn't exactly call it fun, it was awful and I hated myself and the entire world but now I'm better, I'm a happy person. Back when the bullying was at it's worst I would alway pop on a smile and be "happy" and one day that smile couldn't hold anymore and I broke, I cried for 3 weeks straight and went into a deep dark state of depression where I had to go to a psychologist, my psychologist was able to teach me how to cope and I climbed my way out of that deep dark state and here I am today, do I still have depression? Yes I do but I am better and know how to cope. Yes it was hard but trust me, it gets easier and one thing I can say to you is GET HELP! Tell someone you can trust, get the word out there, make sure someone knows. Bullying is something that I cannot stand and I still have nightmares about being bullied but it gets better, things get easier and that big black cloud passes over, you will be okay. I promise.

I was bullied since I was a child in elementary school up until the day I graduated high school...the VERY day the graduated. That's right. At my graduation ceremony the boy who announced the names of the people who would come on stage and receive their diplomas was a boy who had bullied me many times in the past, and even though he knew my name quite well, he purposefully "mispronounced" my name for all to hear, including my friends and family. This was supposed to be one of the proudest days of my life, and because of one bully, the memory of my high school graduation will always be surrounded by a dark cloud of embarrassment. This horrible experience, and many others, still haunt me today. I have nightmares about my bullies. I am 23 years old. Recently, an employee where I work, a man who is the same age as me, has been bullying me. I am almost baffled by what is happening to me. When we are being bullied in school, the people that love us tell us that things will get better, and they do. Please believe me when I tell you that THEY DO. However, there will always be people, even adults and people your own age, who will try to make you feel that you are not welcome, that you are ugly, that you are weird, that you are a lesser person, etc. You just have to remember that these bullies are not worth the time of day. No matter who you are or what you believe in, you are beautiful. I guarantee it. I too remind myself that I am not everything that my bullies (and current bully) say that I am. I am beautiful and I have so much to contribute to this world, and the same is true for you. I plan to confront this man who is bullying me. If he does not stop, I will tell my supervisor about his disrespectful behavior. You have to reach out. You have to protect yourself. You have to believe in yourself. You have to be true to who you are. You have to stand up for yourself, now and forever.

I was bullied profusely in high school and was a cutter. It was a hard time in my life, but it gets better! For anyone experiencing bullying right now, please know, IT GETS BETTER!

Now I am a teacher and young life leader. I want to make sure I teach good character to all of my students! They need to know that their actions do effect others and that they can be the difference in someone's life.

Thanks for all you do! I love to be a part of the army against bullying!

When I started in that school there were already bullying other kids but when they saw me. I was like bait for them even the ones who got picked on bullied me. It was horrible I remember that they used to take my lunch bag and take everything in there and throw it against the wall. They would steal my money from my backpack. They used to invite everyone to their birthdays except me and I thought maybe if I invite them i would win some  friends well wrong, they didn't pay any attention to me and the worst part was i got punched in the eye, on my birthday. I remember that i wanted to play racket ball and they threw the ball right into my eye. I just wanted a friend but never even one came to me. My mom cried every night because she was afraid I wouldn't want to be here anymore. When I was 10 years old i got in depression I hated school I even hated myself. I wouldn't eat anything i got really skinny and every time i got to my home from school i would strangle myself with the belt. But one day mom said no more suffering were changing schools. Now I have lots of friends I'am in 9th grade its been 2 years without been bullied. I get invited to the  movies and parties it is awesome I will never change schools this the one forever. P.S. offer yourself to some who needs a friend. 

when i was younger i got bullied a lot because of my speech problem and my family didnt have alot of money when i was young. Every day i would try to make some kind of lie up to skip school so i would not get called four eyes or bug eyes b/c of my glasses or get laughed at in front of everyone even the teacher when i raised my hand to go use the bathroom b/c i have a studering problem and get laught at when i walked into school bc my jeans were to short and thats all i had to wear no one realy help but a few friends to get me therw it all. Now i am a senior in Trumann High (AR) i am now a power weight lifter and still now how it felt to get picked on or made fun of i am here for any one who needs a friend or someone to talk to no matter the time b/c i was there in them same shoes & I WELL STAND FOR THE SLIENT!!!!!!! By; (Dustin. Hanna) Trumann AR. # (870) 284-0440.

My name is Kylee. I come from a small town in Arizona. I thought I had the greatest life, until I was about 6. My mother brought home a strange man. For over the next few years I was sexually abused by this man. I never told anyone, and so I became depressed and I kept to myself. When I was about 10 or 11 years old I became what most of the world would call "emo". I wore all black (or as much black as I was allowed to wear) I just became even more depressed. I had no friends considering I had just moved to the other side of the country (Ohio). It started here. I was bullied because I would wear the same jacket every day. It felt like a security object. If I took it off I felt vulnerable, like everyone could see my flaws. I was always called mean names, people told me I'm ugly, that I looked like a man, I was weird because I never wore colors, and a lot of other things. Well, then I moved back to my little town in Arizona. I was excited to see all my old friends! Oh wait, I didn't really have any. My best friend from when I was little moved away right as I got back. And then the bullying started all over. One girl especially bullied me every day...

I used to cut myself... because I hated myself. I couldn't stand what I looked like, who I was, and I knew I could never be what I aspired to be. But this girl made my life miserable. Every day it was the same question "what's under your wristbands?" In front of everyone she would ask me this. Then everyone would make fun of me calling me an "emo freak" because I wouldn't show them. They would tell me that if I cut myself, I should just kill myself already. I even tried to. I had no friends to help me pull through because I always kept to myself. No one knew about how I felt. I never did stand up to her. And I regret not doing that. But, I have grown up. My life is much better now. And I just want to tell everyone that there is a "silver lining", things do get better. I promise. There is not a single person who deserves to get bullied. You should not feel obligated to take your own life, ever.