Yesterday a girl was getting teased in the cafe. Another girl got people to also tease her. I was watching this happen and then I thought I am going to stand up for her. I stood up from my seat and walked over to the girl that was getting people to tease her. "Hey who do you think you are teasing her like that?" I said firmly. She looked at me. "What I am not doing anything." she said. I shook my head at her. "I heard you teasing her. So you can't lie straight to my face." I repiled. "Well I am not lying to you." she said. I was getting angry. "Yeah you were teasing her and its not okay. Your making fun of her just because she is younger than you. Its none of your business to be telling people that!" I say really annoyed. She looks away. "I have never been a bully in my life" she says really fast. Thats a lie everyone is a bully before. "Everyone is a bully sometimes. And your lying you've bullied me before" I yell. "Well you can go now I really can't stand that face!" she screams. Then suddenly a teacher looks over and she starts crying. "Whats wrong?" the teacher askes. "Emily is bullying me!" she complains. And guess what I get in trouble. The girl who was getting bullied thanked me. But was it my fault I got in trouble? I am glad I helped but I got in trouble just for standing up for whats right? Is that fair she belived the other girl's story not mine? 

Hello my name is Travis Napper and I am a special needs student at Columbus state community college. my bullying experience started when I was younger in elementary school. I was born with a mild form of whats known as spina bifida. when I as in elementary school the bullying for me was more mental and psychological. I was always called freak or cripple or any other derogatory names you can call a special needs kid. it wasn't until I got older that the abuse started to get a little bit physical. I remember one day when I was going to school our bathrooms were right near the elevator. I was on my way to the elevator to get to class. I was in my wheelchair at the time and they had handle bars like most wheelchairs do. someone came up behind and started to try and push me right into the girls bathroom. I locked the brakes and grabbed my wheels as hard as I could and stopped them before they could get me in there. I remember how mad and embarrassed I was. I wanted soo bad to take my anger out on that kid and do some horrible things to him. but I walked away and realized he wasn't worth it. as I grew up to middle school the names still continues but to me as I grew up they were just names to me. just words, titles, things that started to mean nothing to me. I am now 19 years old and still kicking strong. I have aligned myself with several non bullying outlets like this one. I am a member of rachels challenge which also deals with anti bullying. I am a member of groups that I help start within my schools and I want to be as much a valuable asset I can to your organization. thank you and god bless

Facebook and twitter and other social networks have created another problem with bullying ...you can bully online and cause alot of harm ...I've been bully on facebook... there where many rumors about me and my past... i would cry every night ..i was afraid to tell someone thinking it would get worst ..this when on for years and years and it was very stressful.... and to everyone who is getting bullied.. TELL SOMEONE and keep on telling people until something is done  ... bullying is not okay and if YOU stand up for your self or someone ..others will follow and we can stomp out the bullys ...Love yourself and know your amazing in every way...

Here's all the info Founder and Creator of the It Gets Better Project, in The past 2 yrs. I have been active in getting the word out to as many as 1,200 people so Far on our group!!!! As a founder I am committed to finding a better way to communicate off of Facebook and that many people fear the worst possible thing in media and other social networking sites. Other media that I have been exposed by so far are from our local station 96.1 WKST FM PITTSBURGH AND ALSO THE LOCAL PINE RICHLAND PATCH WHICH IS A ONLINE NEWSPAPER FOR OUR AREA. I WILL BE ALWAYS TRYING TO MAKE THIS WORLD A BETTER PLACE BY LIMITING THE WORD BULLY AND HAVING A SITE FOR ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! http://www.facebook.com/groups/148836221899479/193740734075694/ This site is our Facebook page with more than 1,200 people and a like page I set up has more than 2,323 likes:) ALSO A INTERVIEW WITH A BLOGGER from the OWN NETWORK (OPRAH WINFREY NETWORK) IM 19 by the way Here's my contact info Cell- 724-513-9394 Email- [email protected] Sent from my iPhone

just recently I thought I had a ton of friends. I thought that they had my back, and they could keep my secrets. But in reality they were just spreading them. last night I got in to bed to go to sleep. I checked my phone to see who had texted me. I had different messages but the main one that made me hurt was from the guy I cared for most. it said " I have people telling me that your a whore and they tell me all the things you've done.." I didn't know how to respond I busted in to tears and I felt like I had no one. I asked him if it was a guy or girl and all he said was girl. that just shows me that I cant really trust anyone. I felt alone and hurt and I couldn't even think straight. its not the first time some one has told me they heard that. I had to call my sister and tell her I wanted to come over because I didn't want to be alone. I didn't tell her why or what was wrong just that I needed her. I honestly don't trust myself by myself. and I don't want to talk to my parents because I don't want them involved... I just don't know what to do anymore. I guess I want to be done. done taking it in.  

In the seventh grade I was going through the "awkward years" so to speak. I was chubby, had braces, frizzy hair, and a bad home life. I am the daughter of a broken home, my biological father was an abusive addict who sexually, physically, an mentally abused me. I was quiet and shy and very insecure. I might as well have had a target on my back! I tried to make friends and made friends with the wrong people. A boy named Jacob was the wrong friend. At first he was nice then he started to curse at me for no reason, he would put me down and threaten me. Later that year he started threatening to have me jumped and beaten by other people and I believed him, but I didn't have anyone to turn to in my household. So I stayed quiet and began to hurt myself. I began to cut and starve myself in the middle of seventh grade, my mother did not know until my freshmen year of highschool. When my friend began to be threatened by the same person because she told him to leave me alone she told her parents and they told the school. The boy when confronted by the school said I hit him. This was true but in self defense, he had thrown me to the floor so I had gotten back onto my feet and punched him in the jaw the week before my arm was bruised and bleeding from the fall and even though boys and girls around me had seen him throw me...no one tried to help me...no one told him to leave me alone...they turned their backs and said nothing. After that is when he started to send me threats to have me beaten and killed on Facebook message. My mother reported the threats to the police but since he sent them from someone else's account they said they could do nothing. I had to switch schools and leave my friends and classes because I was made a victim and no one was willing to help because they did not want to be a snitch. Never let someone throw you around, if you are frightened you should not let that stop you from speaking up for yourself. Don't let other people suffer because you are afraid to speak up.

My name is Tonea Parker and I am Advocating to get a Law passed in Minnesota, to end Bullying! I grew up in a middle-class neighborhood and I was bullied. I chose to not associate with girl's that were loud and attracted the wrong type of attention. I was jumped by a group of several African American girls every day after school. I had to fight daily against girls who bullied because I was fair-skinned, long hair, and green eyes. I was told that, "I thought I was white", just because my friends were another race. I was picked on because of my skin color and because I chose to have positive friend's and I was pretty. I cannot begin to tell you the things Bullying robbed from me experiencing. For a long time no-one helped me, no one stood up for me, then a teacher asked me to talk to her. My grades had suffered terribly and everything was a mess. Today, living in another state and in college full-time. I am Advocating to put an end to my daughter being bullied because she is different. Bullying is wrong, we can no longer turn the other cheek! We are loosing children  to suicide and drop-out's in school. I challenge you to stand up and be counted, put an end to BULLYING...  

After hearing about the girl in Texas that committed suicide from being bullied online I decided to write a song. It's called In Times Eyes. I'm in 5th grade and wanted to make a song that would show people how it feels to be bullied. Really make kids think about the things they post online and say about each other, and the effect it can have. I hope it helps. http://youtu.be/_9MewNT5mZs

When I was in the sixth grade I got bullied for being emo and scene. Then seventh grade came around and I got bullied for being different and being dyslexic and having ADD. I attempted to commit suicide I over dosed on so pain killers I told myself maybe this will take the pain away but it didn't it, it only made it worse. Now I'm in the eighth grade and I get bullied still for being an outcast and cutting and my sexuality and being different from all the rest of the people and there's more bisexual girls at my school but they don't get bullied because there popular and I still cut but I've been clean for six days I promise anyway I haven't had any over doses this year so I'm getting better at not hurting myself.