Basketball is...Fun?
I am Carissa! I have always been an athletic girl. When I was a freshman in high school I tried out for the women's basketball team. Not only did I make the team, but I was also brought up to Varsity. I was very excited about the opportunity and couldn't wait to improve my skills at the varsity level. As soon as the first practice was over the excitement immediately turned into fear. The senior girls were not nice. They knew I was young and that my skills were not as developed as theirs and they took advantage. The senior girls treated me with disrespect and would run into me, trip me, push me, and shove me on purpose; because I was the under-dog. I could hear the snide remarks about me under their breath as we would practice. I hated basketball. A game that I was so thrilled about became a reason to cry. I felt discouraged and hurt. I put all my effort into practices to improve my skills so that I wouldn't be taken advantage of anymore but it was never enough. The pushing, shoving, rude remarks...they never stopped. The girls were so aggressive towards me. One memory I will never forget...it was in the last ten minutes of practice and I wanted to give up. I had the basketball and a senior defender was guarding me. I went to dribble the ball and she was so set on making me out to look like a fool (and loose the ball) that she elbowed me in the face and my tooth went through my lip. I quickly remember running to the bathroom to get paper towels for the blood. I held in my tears though, I didn't want them to think I was weak. At the end of the season I had gotten used to the bulling and never brought it up with anyone. I realize now that I should have made my coach aware of what was going on. It is not okay to be bullied.
I want to die!
this is our story of my grandaughter being harassed at school because she has Tourettes and school not doing nothing
I was bullied at there for how I was born. I have Tourette syndrome, and I get bullied because of it.
It made me feel very unwanted and unloved.
Here is my story; On the first day of school I thought it was going all good and that. But people always stared at me. I guess because of how I dressed, because I wore a big top.
But then it started getting worse I started seeing how everyone dressed so pretty with makeup and that and nice tops so I wanted to try and fit in so I tried to act like very one else, and not be who I wanted to be.
This made me uncomfortable. But then a few months later I my Tourette syndrome started getting worse, and I started shaking my head, and I cant help it.
I was trying to keep it in but I just couldn't keep it all in! So it just came out and I cant help it everyone started looking at me, and making fun of me.
One day, a group of students pushed me into the fence and left me with bruises all over my body, and some cuts too.
People would walk up to me and pinch me, and leave purple and blue bruses that some would bleed, and it really hurt.
I felt like I wanted to end my life and I did try a few times.
I tried taking pills and that.
I was ready to die.
People in my class always would talk about me and call me names. Names like shaky head.
I would be walking down the hall way and people would stop and look at me and laugh and whisper to their friends.
I always felt like maybe im fat. so I try to suck in my gut all the time at school.
I was always trying to fit, in which I don't think a girl should have to do.
It make me feel very sad. and people in the school started to know about me even more!
Like there parents and even this girl's great aunt knew about me like how did she know?
Everyday I would come home, and be a grouch, and take it out on my nana cause of how I got treated at school.
Some things I wouldn't tell my nana cause I as scared that they would hunt me down.
Now every night I have nightmares.
I feel like I was just a clown, like everyone hated me, and when I grow up and when I die no one will come to my funeral.
Because they hated me, and I never told anyone this before but im telling you now. People would stare at me in the changing room when I changed and I would think ok I may be fat and all but you don't have to treat me like this, I may be different but im all the same Pope has made my life hard.
I should not be treated like this.
I may want to fit in, but I don't want to be a stuck up snob like the rest of them.
And I also never told anyone this but I would always lie to my gym teachers and say I'm not feeling good so I don't have to do gym cauase I have assma and my face turns bright red and it really hard for me to run and I cant run like the others.
People would leave me out at lunch, and I would sit alone at the bench and be a loner like usual.
I was scared of what I ate caue people might judge me and sometimes I would starve myself at school cause I was always scared. There was this really nice teacher at the school and she always let me sit inside and eat lunch with her in her classs room and that and it made me feel like she cared which she did.
And I saw I guidance counsellor a few times, and the principal.
Also at recess, I would sit outside with my head down or else people will come and point and laugh at me with their friends.
People always told me that they hate me and they would pinch me and stuff. It really hurt but I tried to hide it all the time, the cut and bruses.
But now I'm home-schooled, and I like being home-schooled because people can't see me. and it makes my life easier.
I feel like the school didn't care about me, and also the school put me into a different class room but it's still all the same, now every night I have nightmares about what happened, and sometimes I just want to die.
Everyday I would come home and sit in my room with the lights off, and play on my computer. My computer is my life, and I don't need friends, I have my cats and dog.
They cheer me up and ever time I come home, and cry my cat Molly would come and try to bite me and sit on my head because she didn't want me to cry. please show her that she is loved and liked and share this ! thank you
A Little Bit Different
Well I messed up my old account on here so I am reposting my story and am going to start using this account. Going through school I never realized how bad bullying actually was. I was always really strong and was able to let things go easily and ignore things. Looking back on it I was lucky because a lot of people can't. Bullying has been a problem for years but nowadays I believe it is worse because all of the different places kids can be bullied. I have always been a tomboy and have been heavy set since about the 5th grade. The earliest experience I remember was third grade when a girl in my class continuously called me fat. Eventually I had enough and resorted to violence (punched her and held her against a chalk board). Violence shouldn't have been the answer I should have went to the teacher about it because after the fact the teacher told me if I would have come to her she would have done something. The teacher didn't even want to suspend me but had to. I continued to struggle with my weight (still do) so that was kind of a thing people would make fun of me about. Also since I have always been a tomboy people would make fun of me for that. I hear things like are you a boy or why don't you act/dress like a girl, sometimes they would even call me gay or ask if I was gay. Bullying is not acceptable and I just want to be able to help people.
Eye Opening
Going through school I never realized how bad bullying actually was. I was always really strong and was able to let things go easily and ignore things. Looking back on it I was lucky because a lot of people can't. Bullying has been a problem for years but nowadays I believe it is worse because all of the different places kids can be bullied. I have always been a tomboy and have been heavy set since about the 5th grade. The earliest experience I remember was third grade when a girl in my class continuously called me fat. Eventually I had enough and resorted to violence (punched her and held her against a chalk board). Violence shouldn't have been the answer I should have went to the teacher about it because after the fact the teacher told me if I would have come to her she would have done something. The teacher didn't even want to suspend me but had to. I continued to struggle with my weight (still do) so that was kind of a thing people would make fun of me about. Also since I have always been a tomboy people would make fun of me for that. I hear things like are you a boy or why don't you act/dress like a girl, sometimes they would even call me gay or ask if I was gay. Bullying is not acceptable and I just want to be able to help people.
Our Daughters Story
teenage suicide
All about looks !
It all starts when I was going into middle school, I wasn't the buff type like those meat head bullies the big guys. I was that small fat kid with moobs and a giant tummy. I didn't have many friends at first in fact I didn't know anyone ! There is this kid he was thin slightly muscular and mean as hell. They insulted me 'boobs' and the teachers didn't even care. Every single day I would get pushed around and insulted, soon the pain got really numb but it still hurts , who doesn't feel it.
Then salvation came, my salvation was working out I lost quite a huge % of body fat and now I am muscular . The bullies they became my friends but I never bully. So in life sometimes it doesn't go on forever.To those of you whom think about suicide why not try to change your self and watch the world around you change.