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i feel so lonely at school cause i don’t have friends at this school and i just want to meet new people for i can talk to and have fun with but that’s not going to happen for me cause im ugly that’s what the kids say to me and it hurt me to hear kids talk about me to another student and the only thing i was trying to do is be nice to everyone but that didn’t work so i just stay to myself and talk to no one and im 16 year old and since 2018 i did have no friends so i just gave up trying to meet friends
Been feeling like an “outcast” in school ever since I was 12. I’ve been treated such a way and other peers were aware of it to the point where some kids would take that as an opportunity to mentally bully me. All kinds of words were slandered towards me, from body shaming me cause I was naturally very skinny to being racist cause of my darker skin tone, these things have caused me to be extremely self conscious about my appearance till this day. A few of the stuff that my so-called friends would call me were basically all sorts of words mocking my appearances in every way possible. I had endured all that in just 1 year. But at such a tender age, it didn’t get to me as much cause at that time I was naive and never saw all that as “bullying” and instead I thought it was normal for friends to say such things to each other although I knew I got it far worse than anyone else. The fact that the rest of the kids knew that I was one of the main bullying targets made things harder for me cause they would work together to give me a hard time without being caught by any discipline teachers. One day, I even got the strings to my bag cut off while I was at a dance practice in school. In that same week, someone poured maple syrup into my bag. Keep in mind that I had a test on that day. I remember going to the toilet to wash my pencils during the test cause that person made sure maple syrup had even gotten into my pencil case, and that meant that I had to spend extra time washing my pencils instead of answering my test paper.
I sit next to two guys who have been periodically making fun of my responses in my second language class. I hate how when I mess up they laugh and when I don’t mess up they mock me. It’s like they’re fixed on me. It makes me feel so small and shallow when I sit next to them and whenever they make fun of me my whole day is ruined :(.
I have always been picken on, but people have started bullying my friends. I watched my best friend get held to the ground and punched in the face, so that was fun. But its gotten to where I will just cry. And cry. Between being bullied and not letting any one bully my friends, life is a mess. Thank you, very sincerly, for ruining my life, bullys.
i am in 6th grade and i have some really good friends. at my school there is assigned seats so i dont get to sit with my friends. i get bullied as in verbally abused and sexually harrased by boys at PE. i also get made fun of for being short and thin and it gets on my nerves. im to the point where when i read these other stories i think to myself that im ok . i dont have it as bad as these other people. so just be happy and stick with your friends that you know will have your back.
Keeping a long story short…Bullying started for me in the third grade, From other students and 2 teachers as well. I can remember just about all of it all these years later. I was a short fat boy with red curly hair and later pimples so I was a huge target for everybody. It is not “just innocent fun”, “kids will be kids” , “They will grow out of it” or “he wont even remember”. It was not fun, It hurt, The bullying lasted from 3rd grade until I finished school and like I said I remember just about all of it. But you know what friends? All these years later I am everything I was told I would “not” be. Married with kids a good job and a lot of love. All the trash you hear is just that TRASH. All of you ARE beautiful people and you WILL have your own beautiful life. It is true that bullies are that way because of their own insecurities.
So my scl years passed with peace till class 5 .. I had a friend and Iam not gonna mention her name here she was my friend since grade 4 we became best friends.. I felt that she is going to leave me in the next class since we had 3 sections of our class and all of the sections were to be merged in the next year i.e in grade 6.. So everything got ruined just after she left me for no reason since I valued her always.. When she left me I cried definetly and then the kids insulted me for crying that I cry on everything.. I was sensitive stressful child by nature and they would hurt my feelings.. they would hurt me verbally bcz it affected me .. it became a fun for them and I dont think so they would have ever cared abt how much it hurt me even though they themselves were not less emotional than me but just bcz I cried many times they insulted me.. also bullying included calling me fat,insult for my short height even though I wasnt fat that much and they used me like if they wanted to cheat a test they would request me to sit beside them.. they would beat me like in a group.. they would slap me all 12 or maybe 7 girls would slap me push me and pull my hair and when I talked them abt me they would ask me not to complain bcz it was only a joke.. what the heck? One day I thought the solution to this treatement so I received the same treatement one day and did the same back and since I was healthy it hurt them so much and they would say that it was too much so I replied that when u go through same then u feel it then they did again all this I again did what I did previously and eventually they stopped doing it.. they got afraid.. Bullying also included other things like u know friendship and other things but I got tired in grade 8 and decided to change the scl and thankfully got relieved.. Now I dont remember it bcz I have much things to do.. I have interest in researching but I decided to share it here.. also I was called as a stupid person by my friends I got to hear this and I started to believe it but now I know who’s more stupid 😂😆.. those ppl dont have anything to enjoy their lives who bullied me.. I cried everyday stressed so much I even got a huge depression in maybe 9 or 10 class by remembering everything that happened to me 3 years back. But I wanna just advise one thing that their opinions dont matter.. be brave and make them feel down by your intelligence..
Ive been reading alot of the stories here on this wbsite and i guess i had the courage to share mine. So i guess here it is.
I am a Middle school student, being bullied for 5 years now. The first ever name i was ever called was fat and ugly. I decided, me being a good student, to tell the teacher. He made them appologize, but did that fix anything.. no.. if anything, it made it worse. Grade school finished and i was going onto Middle school. 6th grade bullying got so much more harsh on me and I started to believe it was true. I figured the only escape and release was to self harm. I did so. I stayed clean for a very long time til.. 7th grade had came along. My cousin moved in and was going to attend the same school with me. She changed me.. completely.. i got into more habits and dealing with drugs and alcohol and being pressured with self harm. This was my worse year yet. Every day, every hour, every second, i always heard something being said about me. Always false rumors floating around. I lost almost all my friends cause i changed that much. When my cousin moved back home, it took me so long to kinda figure out who i was as a real person and not who i was told i needed to be.. i was told i needed to be a bad person. Fist fights and everything. I needed to change,but i did not know how. Till i met this one person. She actually helped me with.. so much.. we can call her Sunny. She helped me find coping methods, rather than doing “drawings” on my wrist. She gave me advice and honestly, we grew. Sunny always helped me and we became best friends. She hasnt once betrayed me and honestly.. those type of people are really hard to find. I dont know what else to really say.. best advice for my ending, if you find someone like sunny, keep them in your life and never betray them. They will lead you down such a magical path that changes your life forever actually.
Hi …! I am 15 and through my life , I have got obnoxious comments over my colour . I am from India , Asia and India is country of mixed colours brown , white , pale and probably every colour . I am brown one .
Since i was 5 , as soon as i started going to my school , i suffered a comment every where i go.. ” Why you are brown ? ” …
Like I was a child only thing I could do was just to feel myself guilty for this …. . In my family my mom, dad, and my brother and me …we all are brown .. then it ain’t my fault .
I was oftenly not allowed play with the other girls who used to think they were cute and glamorous (but reality was different ).
I was quite alone …. although I was excellent in studies and grade but everything was going on was bad…
I used to cry alongside of my mom and ask her why I am like this ….. ?
My mom always gave me a smile and answered me :
“Why you are feeling bad , you know lord krishna and lord shiv were also brown… they had almighty powers .. no one had to do anything with your colour and even if they do you have to show them your strength…..”
Mom made me forget about all this …
And even i showed my bullies who i am …. they no more tease me .. 🙂
Even now i am good with all my friend and all my teachers … I have my personality …… but if someone new asks me why i am brown ….. iam like …… smiling and telling them how ever i am , i am amazingly fine … 🙂 🙂
Ive always been short and im fat. I get bullied for it at school + home in America. At home everyone bullies me because im fat and when i get bad grades they start shouting at me and all. I also dont like my brother because he bullies and abuses me.
At school i get bullied because im short and fat, i try being funny so people like me but people just find me as a joke. When i hang out with my friends they just bully me for how short i am and people at school also do lot of abusing to me because im an easy target (not really abusing maybe just like head lock chocking and they let go after 2secs). Whenever my parents get angry at me and i go to my room I cry (even if im a 13yr old boy) and think how i dont belomg here, im a joke, i get bad grades and it just makes me feel like Suicidal. I feel alone everyday. I dont want to see anyone about it please dont tell me to see anyone. I think about suicide but i will never do it because i am catholic. I get really emotional even tho im a teen. I feel depressed, do I really belong here. I am a joke 🙁