In elementary school all the kids made fun of me because i was in special classes and went on a small bus the friends i had were only the people in my class. In middle school it was a little better until i moved then went in a special class and had some friends but one of my friends spread rumors about me and my friends i dont know why the high school i was in regular/special classes  i didnt want to talk to anyone  they just made fun of me i had a hard time reading and they said oh you cant read and i been fat almost all my life they called me names. These are the names i got called when in elementary middle and high school fat,ugly,stupid,retard,nerd,loser,your a waste of time time what they did to me spread bad rumors about me a more but in high school i stood up to them. so when ever they get to me i play my guitar ,write music, draw, and stuff to clam me down

I was bullied very badly in middle school. After some rumors about me, the whole school started laughing at me, and making fun of everything I do. The friends I thought I had all turned against me, & I was very mad because of what happened. Some people started talking about how ugly i am. Some made fun of how I dress/accessories/perfumes. Some just made fun of me & laughed every time they see me. Others threw things at me multiple times, and there was this time that some guys got together & blocked my way to scare me. Yes, I was scared of them. I was scared of the whole school. Everytime i entered a class, I would be booed & laughed at. Even the people who were my friends acted like they didn't know me. I forced myself not to get weak, and I tried hard for more than 6 months, until one day in eighth grade, I didn't feel like going to the school anymore. I was absent to school once, and then I didn't go for the whole week. My parents begged me to go, but I would just cry and say I can't. Until it was suggested that I could move to another school. Although my parents never knew what happened, and I never spoke about it to anyone, they had a feeling that I didn't want to go to this school. When I moved, everything was fine, until everything that was said about me haunted me. I gradually stopped going to school because I would stay sick the whole night. I had a social anxiety, and a very bad anxiety to the point that I stay throwing up everything I ate the whole night. When the morning came, I would be too tired, deprived from sleep, and missed more school days. Then, depression hit me. I was very depressed & was about to give up on my life. I remembered how they laughed at me, at how I look, at how stupid I am for believing things, and I got more depressed. I started getting scared of eating because in the end I will stay up all night throwing everything up. I also stopped socializing with everyone. I was actually scared to talk to anyone, and I felt like they would laugh at me. Sometimes, I would get the bleach ready to drink it if I had to. Other times, I would leave the window open because I want to jump so bad but I felt sad for the people I might leave behind. I went to the emergency room many times, but they would check up on me, and find nothing. Then after few times, a doctor said I'm a liar, and I'm acting this way because I didn't want to go to school. After that, I lost all my trust in doctors, and basically everyone. In the end, I locked myself inside my room waiting for death to take me because I thought there was no solution. In the end of 8th grade, the principle refused to pass me because I missed more than 90 days in the year. It was very hard, but thankfully, since I'm a really good students that did something, and because I had an excuse from the doctor for the first months that I've been sick, I passed. But the problem didn't stop here because I was still very sick, and I didn't get over my sickness. My fear, and problems. Now, I am a college student, and although it's hard for me to forget what happened because it made a huge impact on my life, I'm living greatest. I met some really amazing people who helped me, and I got over my social phobia. Although it was hard, I regained my self confidence, and self esteem. & all of that is done by having tiny hope inside of me that didn't make me give up. While going through life while believing that life is good!

I have been called many names over the internet like d*** sl*t bit*h and etc. There is this one particular girl who got everyone to call me names she told everyone that I'm a slut and I sleep around then everyone started to message me saying oh look it miss sleep around hoe I was in so much pain. Funny thing is that i haven't even had a boyfriend yet. I don't let them get to me no more everything they said I threw that away. I hated myself so much but now I know that I'm still living and I'm stronger than I look so if you ever get bullied don't let them bother you.❤ Stay Strong

When I was in 6th grade a girls started building me. She called me ugly and she told me that I couldn't sing nor dance, I tried to ingnore her, it worked for a while but this summer she stated bullying me again. I've tried to make her stop but she just wouldn't stop, she blamed everything that was wrong in her life to me.She is still bullying me and I'm so tierd of it! I need help please.

Here’s my story:

I am a parent of 3 gorgeous boys age 22, 13 & 10 and a princess age 6.  I wanted a stable school life for my kids.  When looking for a house to buy I told my husband we had to find a house close to a good school where kids could walk to school.  Also, where kids could play in front of our house.  We did find a place and I was so excited. 

My kids have gone to Hazel Strauch Elementary in Sacramento, CA – Twin Rivers Unified School District for the past 9 years.  My kids were in one school since Pre-School this was great. 

Couple years ago my 10 year old was in 2^nd grade and he was being bullied by a 3^rd grader.  I took the steps I had to take at the time.  Talk to the teacher and the principal.  Nothing was done.  I had to physically be there on recess and lunch time to make sure this boy stopped doing what he was doing.

I then wanted to get involved in our children’s school.  I started attending PTA, School Site Council, ELAC, Parent & Principal Coffee Conversation meetings.  Any meetings I was able to attend.  I then volunteered for Vice President of PTA.  Little by little I started noticing things on how the school was ran.    Everything was so disorganized on PTA, ELAC, SSC and other things.  I started to ask questions and the Principal didn’t like that.

The way some staff members and the principal would treat the kids was not right.  Screaming at the kids on their lunch time because they weren’t quite enough, sitting kids down on the blacktop on extremely high temperatures, discrimination on parent who didn’t speak Spanish or anyone who spoke up.

 I then started talking to people at the district and that was another issue.  Twin River Unified School District is the biggest school district here that I know of.  It’s made up of four North Sacramento School Districts.  They had problems of their own and I guess they didn’t really want to deal with our school or any complaints from parents. 

Just last year again I was going through another bullying situation with my 10 year old and that just drew the line.  My son had to go the emergency room 2 days in a row.  Nightmares and fever over 104 degrees.  I wasn’t going to just sit down and do nothing.

Myself along with other parents did a peaceful protest at school and at the district.  The district all of a sudden didn’t know what was going on.  Then I was threatened by a top district personnel.  I did my police report gathered all my paper work and went in front of the Twin River Unified School District Board and presented my case.   It was a lot of hard work, physical and emotional.  But the Principal was taken out of our school. 

I have also started a facebook page “Sacramento Stand For The Silent”  https://www.facebook.com/pages/Sacramento-Stand-For-The-Silent/191682311005490 from the BULLY Project  http://www.thebullyproject.com/  and The original Stand for The Silent  http://www.standforthesilent.org/ and Everything Starts with 1 http://www.everythingstartswith1.org/ to raise awareness on Bullying.

I was so excited for this school year 2013-2014.  We had a new bilingual principal and a new superintendent.  My 10 year old was in 5^th grade and ready to move to Jr. High School and my daughter in 1^st grade.  I thought this would have been a better and brighter school year.  I was wrong.

I have been dealing with Twin River Unified School District for couple years now.  I had this issue with my son being bullied and now this. 

I was told that the teacher my daughter had was for the previous principal.  I didn’t want to think anything bad.  I didn’t think she would do anything to my daughter.  I was wrong. 

I feel this is going to be a long battle because this teacher has be little my daughter in front of the classroom, in front of me and put her hands on my 6 year old daughter. 

This is so frustrating.  First to deal with kids bullying, bad principals and now with a teacher putting her hands on my daughter. 

I’m taking the proper steps again.  I have done a formal complaint (Williams Act) with the district and I have also done a police report.  I can’t just sit and do nothing.  Now there’s much more I need to do.  

This is not right and things have to change.  Children shouldn’t have to go through this.  Especially at school.  Parents send their children to school for an education that will make them succeed in life.  For their children to be in a safe climate where adults have the passion to teach, be patient and motivate our children to be and do better.

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I hope that once you finish reading this you'll feel somewhat motivated. Everyone says that middle school is rough for everyone, but for me it was more than that. In the 7th grade, I was bullied just about everyday. It wasn't something that was obvious, but gradually it took a toll on me. I am a skinny girl, I weigh 117lbs. At the time, I weighed about 100lbs. Just about everyone I knew told me that I was too skinny. Imagine being a pretty confident 12 year old girl and always hearing "you need to eat" "you're way too skinny" "you're like a walking skeleton!!" "anorexic" and many more. Being sensitive, it got to me very easily. I would wear baggy shirts so you couldn't see how skinny I was, I'd wear jackets to hide myself. It didn't really help that my parents we're planning to get divorced and my friends also told me stuff about my weight. This kept going on throught the 8th grade and my mentality was pretty bad. I felt so slone, mentally and physically. Nobody seemed to care what I did to myself, never did I feel loved. So many bad thoughts were in my mind. In the winter of 8th grade I began cutting myself. It wasn't something I planned to do, I just saw a blade and used it. Getting objects wasn't had considering my brother is a tattoo artist and owns many needles. I self harmed just about everyday from December 2012- May 2013 Once I counted the scars on my hips and I had about 200. I stopped that summer. Then I started to have a lot of self loathing. I Hated the way I looked. At one point, I had put a sheet over the mirror in my bedroom mirror so I wouldn't have to look at myself. I self harmed even more, and I didn't care if people saw. I'm not proud of all that I have done. It sucks having to wear long sleeves and to shower with fresh wounds. I play volleyball, so imagine having to dive with cuts on my wrists and hips. Many points this year, and last, I've tried to end my life. From nearly drowning myself to walking in front of a car. I stopped trying though. Self harming was just the way I could transfer the pain from inside of me, to the outside. No I don't recommend doing it. I'm doing just the opposite. I am currently going to be a sophomore in high school. I could've died twice, not counting the amount of cuts I had that nearly hit a vein. I'm doing well right now, I want to live and I'm in the process of recovery. My point in my story here is that, no matter what you've gone through I promise you are worthy of life and you are beautiful. Please don't harm yourself, you're worth so much more than that. Your body is so special, why ruin it? There are many ways to let out your pain. I've started to write in a journal, dumb but it honestly helps. You have friends who LOVE you whether you believe it or not. If you're ever feeling down, speak up. Be yourself and don't let anyone put you down. don't be someone you aren't. Many people are there for you, just open your eyes. I hope that you can realize that you deserve to live a beautiful and health life no matter if you're my age, or an adult or a boy or a girl. It's okay to cry and it's okay to hurt but don't dwell. If I can go from cutting self nearly every day for 6 months, to being 10 weeks clean, so can you. Just Stay Strong. Remember: Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect.

http://youtu.be/JughvkV0rCc. Unfortunately, this is the best I could do. The original video with no commentator is on my FB page but I cant retrieve an URl to send. But you should see and get the just of how badly beaten this girl was. I am sure she is in need of counseling and maybe legal assistance. Please help me sleep. She looks just like my own child. Thank you.

I started High school last year and i wasn't to nervous about it. I made friends in volleyball and i had almost every class with them. I thought it was gonna be a good year and then things turned around. It started when i met my boyfriend, Brandon, he asked me out and i said yes. After about a week i broke up with him because i didn't want to be in a relationship and he was way to clingy. After a week he found himself another girl named Angie, i was happy for him but he would always be mad at me and not talk to me. After a few months went by i date a guy named Aaron and i found out he had a girlfriend while dating me so that ended shortly. Then after months after that i started to become friends with Brandon more. We would talk everyday and night and then we would start saying i love you. He said he loved me and how much i was amazing and important in his life. Then he broke up with his girlfriend and asked me out, i said yes. That was a mistake because it caused drama with Angie. Her friends would always call me stuff and say they were gonna beat me up and blah blah. After awhile i just apologized to her even though i did nothing wrong but i was tired of the drama. Now me and Angie are good friends i guess. Well Brandon didn't like that and would get mad. I dated Brandon for 3 months and then i broke up with him because i felt like he was pressuring me to do things and was very clingy. He was so mad at me and upset he said he was gonna kill himself if i broke up with him. I went to the school counselor and had her talk to him. He said he just said that because he didn't want to lose me, i found that so stupid so i yelled at him. After a week of fighting someone hacked into my facebook and instagram and posted a picture of me in my bra and changed my passwords. I knew who it was because Brandon was the only one with that picture. I got called names at school and the guys would look at me. I would cry every night because i didn't know what to do. I couldn't tell my parents because they would yell at me and they always yell at me. After the hacking thing happened i started to cut myself and it got worse and worse. After awhile i told one of my best friends Artesia and she helped me through it. I missed a week of school because of everything that happened. When i came back Brandon would yell at me more and accuse me of sleeping and cheating on him with Jacob (the guy i like and Angie's other ex) i told him thats a lie. He still didn't believe me, so i cut more. After awhile i tried to fix things with Brandon and apologized and the only way to make the hacking and pictures to go away was to date him again. So i was stuck dating a bully and i was kept away from Jacob, the guy i like more. I still talk to Jacob and Brandon doesn't know but i still have trouble with everything. I stopped cutting for awhile but im still fighting with Brandon sometimes..........

Ever since 5 grade my life has been hard. I have been bullied so much that I feel so insecure about myself.  My best friend turned on me when she heard that I was suppose ably a slut and a whore. Her friend told everyone that I was a nasty slut, I was a worthless person, to fat to swim, and etc.. I got so tired of it all. I gave into cutting myself. I tried to talk to people but they all ignored me. Then in 6 grade it was even worse. People pushed me into lockers, shoved me into my crush before, threw notes in my locker, wrote all over my locker, and told rumors. Then I really developed some depression. I never felt comfortable going out to eat. I never wanted to eat. Then I found a way to stop the bullying. My mom got a call from school. My homeroom teacher called her and told her what was happening. My mom switched schools and changed my phone number. She got me a journal that I could write my feelings in. Everything has been going good so far.