Real Teens Speak Out

Cyber-bullying

I had been bullied before (it was playground-type bullying) but once i joined this fandom on Twitter, they took bullying to a higher level. I joined the fandom during the summer, I was honestly just looking for something to pass the time. Everyone was very welcoming and I started to make friends, or at least I thought they were my friends. There were 4 people, lets call them Jackson, Sandy, Mitchell and Yanda. I thought were my best friends. I told them everything because they made me feel safe and loved to some extent. I would’ve done anything and everything for them. After being close friends with them for about 4-5 months, I had found out that they started doing things without me (Skype calls, group chats etc), which doesn’t seem like much but it did to me, considering I was the only person they were excluding. I asked Yanda, the one that introduced me to them (I was closer with her than any of the other people) what was going on. She responded, saying that they just didn’t want to bother me. Which I thought was a little odd. These people weren’t the best of people. I knew that they bullied other people in the fandom, which I knew was wrong from the beginning but I just wanted some friends so I didn’t let it get to me. Anyway, after Yanda told me they just didn’t want to bother me, I just let it slide but I kept my distance for a while.

During that time, I met someone, lets call her Linda, who was also in the fandom and we became very close. She started introducing me to her friends and they were all really fun and welcoming. I became very close to these people until Jackson, Sandy, Mitchell and Yanda found out. When they found out, they insisted that I should stop talking to them because they were “weird”. So me being the person I am, I started to distance myself from those really nice people. Once I did so, I re-joined the cliche (or the cool people of the fandom) aka, Jackson, Sandy, Mitchell and Yanda. They soon started to make fun of the people I used to be friends with and it made me really uncomfortable but I just didn’t say anything. Over the course of 2 weeks, Jackson, Sandy, Mitchell and Yanda made private Twitter accounts to talk badly about people and once I found out, I requested to follow. I found it kind of odd that they didn’t tell me about these accounts but I decided to over look it. It took them all a while to accept my request, but once they did, I saw that they had deleted some tweets. I then, confronted them about it and they became very rude to me.

After that, they stopped talking to me and blocked me on their private accounts. I of course, was hurt. They ignored me for about 4 weeks and during that time, I started talking to those really nice and welcoming people again. Apparently, Sandy accidentally accepted one of my new friends’ (lets call him Adam) request on their private account and Adam saw that they were saying horrible things about me behind my back (and none of it was true). Once Adam told me, I got really upset and wanted to talk about it with the people who were talking badly about me. Yet, when I tried to do that, they ignored me and called me desperate. Right after that, they started talking about me on their main (public) accounts that I followed so they clearly wanted me to see what they were saying. I started to respond to their tweets, asking them what they were talking about and things just got worse. Jackson, Sandy, Mitchell and Yanda started turning people against me and started using things that I told them against me. I felt like everyone hated me and I couldn’t talk to anyone, let alone trust anyone. I went away for a while to get some fresh air and when I came back, Adam told me they were saying stuff about me. Some of the things were “She’s a literal sociopath and not a very good person. Stay away from her!!!!” “She was a rat and started f*** loads of drama. She’s disgusting.” “She’s so problematic. What a b****.” “She’s a little cuckoo. Don’t ever come into contact with her.”. I was so confused on how they even came up with that stuff because I am none of those things & I did none of those things. I was nothing but nice to them.

After all of that, I told everyone that I was deactivating because I have better things to do & it was a very toxic environment. I then left, knowing that they were still going to talk about me. Once my account was deactivated for good, they took my username and were saying stuff like “Ding, Dong the witch is gone” etc. I got on with my life and made new friends in real life, people I knew I could trust. Flash forward 4 months, I decided to make a personal (not fan based) Twitter account to keep up with my friends. Somehow, the people from the fandom I was in found me. I wanted nothing to do with them but yet they were saying stuff like “what happened to never coming back? can we go back to that please?” and “the living dead rat!!”. They eventually stopped talking about me (it took 2 months) and now I’m so much happier. I still don’t fully understand why they did all of that stuff to me, and it’s not my place to, but I apparently wasn’t the only person they had done this to. Just know that you’re not alone and it honestly gets better. Just try and stand up to them or distance yourself from them, and know that what they are saying about you is no where near true.

Bullies never Quit

It all started when I went to TLC, a school for behavioral kids. Before hand, no one bullied me, ever. My first few weeks went great, but my class was all boys. I heard another girl was coming, and I was happy, but it turned around quickly. One day, out on recess, she kept using the character I made up as her own, and never said it was mine. That same day, she called me a baby for screaming when a wasp came by. She shoved me, and told me "Suck it up, buttercup." She got in trouble, but kept at it. She always called me names, and always gossiped. One day, we became friends, and hoped it lasted forever, but that feeling quickly changed. One day, I said no to playing my tablet, and called me a jerk face. I just kept arguing, when I got sent to the back of the bus. She laughed at me, and I just screamed. (I’m emotional) I never forgot that. Another time, she almost hit me, gave me the middle finger more than 20 times, told me to go suck a d***, and things like that. A while later, I heard another kid was coming, and right when he came through the door, he was rude. We were talking about Typos, when he said my name (Sami) was a typo, even though my real name is not that. (Its Samantha) Later, ANOTHER kid came. I was hoping he’d be nice, but NOPE! He started with "Sexual Talk" and later, asked me to date him. When I said no, he started bullying me, and threatening to hit me! I tried telling the teachers, but they jus called me a "Tattle Tail." I couldn’t even stand up for myself! When summer came, I hoped they would let go of bullying. The start was great, I found out the kid in my class were all from last year, (Ah, jeez) yet we got along well the first week. Second week, Logan, (The first sight bully) Started being rude. He called me annoying when I was just working, and once, an ugly turtle! I tried to tell my friend, JQ, (The girl bully, who I hoped was now my friend) about bullying, but she just called me weird. I soon switched classes, hoping it would end, but NOPE! I believe they are gossiping! Last week, some one called me a B****, and gave me the middle finger, when I was just standing there! Logan keeps making faces, and it is STILL going on! When will they LET IT GO? Really! If they don’t stop, Imma gonna sing Let it Go! They wonder why I treat them badly! That is how they always treated ME!

Boy Turning Into Stone

In today’s world, many of us like to keep their emotions on the inside. There is never really an appropriate time to “vent” or tell a story. Well I think the best time is NOW so the healing process can begin. Talk to anyone. A trusted teacher, a trusted family member, a trusted friend, therapist or even the internet. You just never know what is going to happen and how things can turn around. Times can become worse, but it can definitely get better. Do not fall deeper when you can get out.

This is telling my story that was years too late(my story continues). I am glad to tell my story so this heavy wall can finally fall. It was my chance to say everything that I needed to say. The beauty of the internet is what it can give back. You are also able to say everything you want to say in a environment you are comfortable in. You do not have to remember everything because you can always go back and add more to your story.

my story

my name is kennedy and my story starts in 7th grade. me and my best friend in the world got in a fight, we ended up blocking each other on our phones, the casual friend fight was over and then we started to talk to each other again. it had been a while since we had talked since i had moved, transferred schools and just started school, so i decided to talk to her, long story short we got in a fight and didn’t talk to each other, we blocked each other and deleted each other, it was over once and for all. after a week or so i told one of my friends and i gave her the number and told her to give my friend crap, and she did. this poor innocent girl who was my best friend for 4 years, stuck by my side even when i was a jerk to her. she wanted to commit suicide because of me. it sickens me to think about it. reading everybodys stories has changed my life around, i didn’t know how much bullying could affect people, i always thought of it as somebody saying something mean and that was it. luckily i have changed for the better and i swear to everybody that i will never in the name of humanity itself do it again. i would like to thank everybody for all of their inspiring stories, and this wonderful website to help me through this time. bullying is a bad thing and do anything you can to help stop bullying. 🙂

Bullied

Stop picking on me, please, just leave me alone;

I’ve done nothing to you, I’m just trying to go home.

You might think it’s funny, the kind of clothes I wear,

But I don’t understand why you would even care.

So what if I wear thick glasses because I need help to see,

Because I see clearly you’re someone I hope I’ll never be.

Every time you call me ‘stupid,’ that really hurts me too,

Trust me, you would feel the same if it was said to you.

I might be small and might be weak but that is no excuse,

My body size is something that I just did not choose.

I know I like to spend recess escaping into my books;

It’s unfair that when I try to smile you give me dirty looks.

The bruises on my arm you gave still are black and blue,

I really wish you could see yourself through my point-of-view.

School is a place that I should be able to learn and have fun,

But you took that joy away from me and now I’m left with none.

I don’t have many friends and I feel I don’t fit in,

My whole life I’ve fought a losing battle and for once I’d like to win.

My home life is very hard, and my parents fight each day,

They tell me they don’t love me and they wished I’d go away.

I have nobody I can talk to, and it makes me cry at night,

I hoped school could pull me out of my darkness and finally show me light.

So please, I beg you, leave me be, I feel fragile and distraught,

Because you don’t know a thing about the battles that I’ve fought.

Together

When you first meet someone you don’t know what to think
But once a friend their always one
That’s what I used to think
Then one day ‘it’ started
The name calling
The push talking
The ruff tumble
And it was just me

She was my mate
Now I was filled with hate
And it was just me

No-one wanted to be involved
They all looked away and followed her example
Afraid to stand up
Tall and proud
And not be afraid
To fall down
And it was just me

Growing up your told
Tell on the bully
Don’t let them defeat you
But then YOUR there
Filled with threats, bets
Dancing around your head
And it was just me

You want to tell
But then you remember like the ring of a bell
Tell and I’ll bully you more, and I’ll never, ever stop
And it was just me

You stand up
They push you down
With a hand on your chest
The serpent strikes
And it was just me

I went home crying
Thought I was dying
From pain
From hatred
From the bully
And it was just me

Then I visited PACER
And I thought
If you don’t fit in, you stand out
A target
A wasp in a bee hive
But that’s not a bad thing
You may be nicer
More caring
YOU have to defeat them
The jealous people
Hand in hand
The victims
The pain
The suffering
UNITED
And together we CAN stop them
Because together we CAN do anything
And in an instant
It wasn’t just me anymore
It was US
And I wasn’t the only one
We will stop bullying
Because it IS all of us
TOGETHER CHANGING THE WORLD

How I survived being Bullied

Bully’s at Special Education site for Transition Services used to physically challenge me to fight them. I would be pushed into a concrete wall and i was bullied a lot at school and i was beat down and i m 21 year old and i received my diploma this year

Stop bullying once for all

It’s easier for me to put my feelings on paper. I want to be a person that makes improvements in the world .like Michael Jackson voor kids or Martin Luther King for freedom and Nelson Mandela for equality .And I, I want to be there for kids to stop bullying everywere in this world.

I have been bullied for nine years now .When I was in Westerbork ,a forwarding camp, with my class a supervisor told us about equality .He said that everyone is equal and should be treated as such. A group behind me as an said ”then we have to treal Shivani equal ,but that will not happen” and they laughed at me. And that is even not the worst because I have had worse experienced.

They have telling me for years I am different. But now I realize that it is okey. Iam different and I am proud of that.

With my story I want to change the world. I am certainly not the only one who gets bullied. It is horrible when it happens. No one deserves to be bullied.

More than thousand kids around the world have committed suicid. Now it is enough we have to stop this in the name of the world. Most people have no idea how serious this problem is and how bad the consequences can be.

I want to change the world ,not for me but for everyone around the world. Nobody knows how many people still go astray, through all the years of pain and grief.

It’s enough now I want to make the difference for all those who are bullied .I want them to know that they are not alone.

life

Growing up you were told sticks and stones may brake my bones but words will never hurt me. Well when words are taped to stones and thrown at you it hurts. My bullying consisted of from 7 am to 9pm and none of it was cyber bullying it was at school and at home. Kids called me names and beat me up for nothing. i rode my bike to school because my parents didn’t want to drive me four miles there and four miles back. So i park my bike and the kids were already there i could never escape. I laugh about how the nurse could tell who beat me up by the size of the bruise on my body. I was in the guidance counselors office so much and talked to so many child case workers that every case worker new me by name and every time they saw me the first thing they asked was what happened this time? My life was a nitmare no matter what i did. I never had time to cut myself or commit suicide because i was to busy and its still going the same way and im only in 7th grade

Stop bullying once for all

It’s easier for me to put my feelings on paper. I want to be a person that makes improvements in the world like Michael Jackson or Martin Luther King for freedom and Nelson Mandela for equality. And I, I want to be there for kids to stop bullying everywere in this world.
They have telling me for years I am different. But now I realize that it is okey. Iam different and I am proud of that.

With my story I want to change the world. I am certainly not the only one who gets bullied. It is horrible when it happens. No one deserves to be bullied.
More than thousand kids around the world have committed suicid. Now it is enough we have to stop this in the name of the world. Most people have no idea how serious this problem is and how bad the consequences can be.

I want to change the world ,not for me but for everyone around the world. Nobody knows how many people still go astray, through all the years of pain and grief.

It’s enough now I want to make the difference for all those who are bullied .I want them to know that they are not alone.