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There is a kid I do not like but he always tries to follow me and it feels like he stalks me.
I used to go to an all-girls school and one of the biggest problems I faced there was the never-ending bullying I remember days where I come home crying. But what really affected me was when I first started high school i was very confident and wasn’t afraid of speaking my mind, I remember one day a girl sprayed me with sanitizer I reported her to a teacher, they didn’t believe me. From that day on that girl and a group of about 10 people, started to harass me . I reported them so many times that I can’t even count anymore. Nothing was done the school didn’t do anything to help me.
There was this girl in my high school school who I’d met just before going there. She was ok until I was like year 9 then she started hanging out with this girl who kept saying the n word to everyone. After a few days she wasn’t her friend anymore. And then she said I liked a boy she liked which was complete bs, she said I said it which I never. A few days later we were friends again. But a few weeks later her and her friend started harassing me over text saying I said things I never said and getting her friend to hate me. And she text me why she said the things, I said I never then she told me to leave her alone so she’s basically not my friend for no reason.
when I worked at my school this summer I was moving tables with a few kids in my class and I was having a good day but then one of the kids said I was autistic and my parents were lying to me. I was sad I went home and my mom said I was not autistic. I went to work the next day and said that my mom said I was not autistic.
It was a good day starting off but then a few kids walked up to me and called me names like fat and a heifer and it made me sad
For months now at my school I’ve been bullied by this group of girls, or as me and my friend who we’ll call Blondie like to refer to them as, the bully buddies.
They’ve been attacking me and Blondie and my other friend who we’ll call Blue Eyes, for months. The attacks range from physical violence to verbal threats to fake accusations. One day the leader, who we’ll call Snotface, threw all kinds of homophobic, racist, inappropriate, disrespectful comments at me and Blue Eyes. We reported Snotface and lo and behold, a teacher actually did something about it! Snotface and her friend (alias Two-Sided) spent the rest of the day in our vice principal’s office being questioned. Snotface’s parents and my parents were called in and Snotface was given a month of detention. The principal is also putting in measures to protect me Blondie and Blue Eyes from Snotface and Two-Sided. The moral of this story is: If you report someone once and nothing happens, KEEP TRYING. Tell as many people with as much description as you can, till the bullies get what’s coming to them. I know it’s cliche, but it’s true. And remember: you are smart, strong, beautiful, and loved. And don’t let anyone change that.
Hitting and hurting me so bad my heart was broken into 10 little million pieces, and I have lost my faith in people and the world too
I was tormented everyday by the same boy at school. Each day he would make jokes about me because once he started making the other kids laugh, he just couldn’t stop trying to get that attention. He farted loudly in class once and blamed it on me. The entire class laughed at me every year after from third grade to 8th making fart noises at me, and not including me in activities and alienating me to avoid looking uncool to him. Each day this same kid followed me home throwing rocks, saying evil vile things about me and my sibling to his friends loud enough for us to hear. He didn’t even live on our street and would follow me home just to insult me. I would run and cry my eyes out the whole way home. I felt worthless, like a piece of ugly trash each day.
from the first year i attend primary, i felt unwanted. There was these girls in the next class who were given attention by teachers and i didn’t mind that but whenever i went to their class they made sure i felt stupid. We were only 6 years old then. When i went to grade 2 they bullied me more, wrote my name in school toilets, always confronted me about things i didn’t even do but you see all those days are not worse than the day they stood by the gate, when i came out of the school yard , a crowd was waiting for me there , they humilated me and slapped me. i then was in the same class as them in grade 5 and 7. i swear i never enjoyed my primary years , nowadays they talk about me behind my back but i clear, i won’t let a bunch of spoilt brats ruin my primary years and my entire life.
When I was 11 I was bullied by the three people who I thought were my best friends. One I had known from multiple years prior and the other two I had just met that year. They bullied me for who I was, what I wore, you name it. Every time I walked away or told them to stop they would follow me saying ” come on, can’t you take a joke?” One day they even texted me about how no one would ever like me and that they ” never would have become my friend if they knew who I actually was” but they said that they would ” give me a second chance because they felt bad for me.” I deleted the text messages cause I thought it was my fault. They even pushed me to the point where I was very close to ending it all. This continued for a few years but it felt like an eternity, until I told my classmate what was going on. They helped me out of the dark place I was in and even yelled at the bullies for how mean they were to me. I now know that what those bullies did was UNACCEPTABLE. The one thing that still gets me is if you were to ask the bullies what they did, they would have no idea. Just remember everyone that no matter who you are, how old you are, where you are from, etc., bullies and mean people do not and I mean DO NOT deserve a place in your life. You are beautiful in every way and the bullies are just jealous because of how amazing you are. You make the stars shine brighter and every time you look into a mirror, the mirror feels blessed that the most beautiful person in the world is looking through them. Remember to keep shining like a diamond, just like you always have.