Real Teens Speak Out

“Scar face”

I’ve been bullied my whole life because I was born with a strawberry birthmark on and above my right eye. I’ve been asked who punched you in the eye, who burned you but none of those hurt as much as being called scar face. Someone taking what makes me different and unique and trying to turn it in to a bad thing Is the worst thing.

Being bullied for 6 years

Hello!
It all started in 3rd grade — a boy was laughing at me for some reason but I just ignored him until he came and sit over next to me which made me nervous, He came over to me and he whispered in my ear commenting how ugly I was… every day he kept saying mean and rude things like that and started to make me believe.
Then in 4th and 5th grade more and more people boys and girls made me feel awful… calling me names, calling me ugly and stupid and ect. In 5th grade I had a year where I became popular and I was the one starting to become mean like the others and same as 6th grade, but the comments did not stop so I told my mom, dad and Principle but they didnt believe me… And a year later I am now still recovering from all of the mean comments and I have become depressed and sad and I still have visions whenever I see a locker or hear certain names or hear the topic of bullying I become very quiet and have 1 million thoughts run through my head. And I can still see and feel the pain that I felt on that day.

Bullied by my own friend

Hi. I’m kate, I have a friend who constantly makes fun of me. In 7th grade, I got a homeroom teacher who really sucked and wouldn’t teach us. So the whole class period we just messed around. So I became really close with a couple people, one of them being J. J was and still is a really funny guy and he was one of the coolest guys I know. But the start of 8th grade he started making fun of my appearance a lot. Any time I talk to him about literally anything, not exaggerating, he brings up my nose, hair, my height, during any conversation. Like we will be talking about math homework then he’ll go “god your nose looks like a rat”. I don’t know what happened to him over the summer.

I don’t understand why it bothers me so much. It was fine the 1st couple times, I don’t get offended easily. But he just kept doing it and doing it, I found myself started to believe the things he said. I know they are not true, but now my nose, my height, and my hair are my biggest insecurities. J is messing with my head! I understand that he’s only a teenager, but he was so cool last year! How can a summer change someone so much. I want the old J back. I don’t think I have any other option then to distance myself from him.

my experience of being bullied in middle school

I would like to share my story of how I was bullied and teased for three years in middle school. (from the 6th grade to the 8th grade)
I also want to say I have asperger’s syndrome and that was the main reason for the bullies tormenting me for three dark and depressing three years, I am not blaming my asperger’s , there is nothing wrong with having it and there is nothing with being different and unique. Bullying is a major problem across the world especially in public schools. I was teased for my casual style, braces, curly hair, being a new student, diet, and being a nice smart kid with asperger’s. I was called a really ugly names even though I never acted in those ways in school. I told on the kids and even my parents reported it to the school board and still nothing improved. Bullying and cruel methods ruin lives and it needs to be stopped, this is not normal, it must be stopped once and for all to have a peaceful world for all.

When my friend turned

My story starts all the way back to 3rd grade when I met a kid named A and we hit it off and became the best of friends. We remained strong friends and then 5th grade rolled around and suddenly everything changed… A had no classes with me so I decided to switch lunch periods to hang out with my best friend. I got to the cafeteria to find he was hanging out with some new people. I sat down with A and his group but I noticed he was acting different. In the group Things me and Tony found “cool” changed and when I brought them up I suddenly got laughed at and teased about. Then the rest of the group started talking louder when I tried to speak to A. And then the group started talking A into moving to different tables and ducking their heads to avoid me going over to sit by them. And at the time A and I was in after school club and this one kid from the group also went there. And he would always say before I could reach A “Sorry. We’re already partners, go find someone else.” And one day the kid was absent and I had the chance to partner up with A. And strangely A started acting like himself again and we were laughing and shooting at paper cups with our creations. I don’t know what those people did to my best friend when he was around them but the hurt slowly beat me up inside and one day I walked up to A and said “I’m sorry but I can’t be your friend no more.” And I still remember his expression of absolute awestruck when I walked away from him. Ive never spoken to him since but I already forgave him.

Scared and alone

I was in year 7 when the bullying started . A group in my year started to call me names. Donkey, big teeth and many more disgusting names that linked towards my teeth. I ignored it but it carried on for a year, I didn’t tell anyone because I was afraid to, afraid of what they were going to say to me. Soon it escalated. They started to make my friends hate me, they got underneath my skin. I came home everyday crying until my mum realised a change in my behaviour. She notice that I was more angry and stressed, she asked me what going on. I said “nothing” and she left as that. It was until near Christmas time my brother caught these group of girls teasing me and he finally made tell my mum. After telling her I felt a bit better, she told the school but they didn’t really helped. The next day, every single person ignored me. No one spoke to me and I had to ring my dad to pick me up. After a couple more months of this bullying, it started to turn to violence. Now my dad had enough and took it to the police. It finally ended.
One thing that I learnt from that experience was not to keep it to yourself because it can physically and mentally damage you. Like now, I have been told I have social anxiety and lack of self confidence and belief. Talk someone if you feel alone and you need help.

I got bully from my family for being fat

I don’t know if this happen to you guys my people would always ask me whats my weight why being so fat like a pig or like a buffalo and that world hits me for my entire life I don’t understand why they are so serious about body type even I’m fat or thin I’m still be myself why would they encourage me to be like what they want i just want to the way i am. People would ask me if I’m 100kg now or what Thats my Trauma I don’t wanna keep going through this. I know they care but I just wanna be like this I’m happy in what i am, I just don’t want to change myself to anyone even my mom didnt even understand me.

Being Ignored

This is still going on, but I really need somewhere to talk about it.
At the moment I feel extremely ignored and abandoned by almost all of my friends. They close me off from the group conversations and we rarely talk anymore. When we do talk it’s all jokes and making fun of each other, and never anything serious like we were last year. Last year, we were all super supportive of each other, confiding in each other and saying how close we could be. Now, we’re a year older, and I feel ostracized from the group while they’re still all really close.
I’ve told them everything. When I say everything, I mean /everything./ There’s so much I’ve told them; they are the people I trusted the most. It hurts to think that they stopped caring and don’t like me anymore.
I have some very serious mental health issues. I would prefer to not state them but it makes it really hard to talk to new people and trust them. When I finally trust them, I trust them for good and treat them with utmost respect. I feel like that might make them feel as though they can just walk all over me. If the person I trusted decides they don’t like me anymore, or acts distant, my entire demeanor with them shifts, and then I hate them. As one would expect it doesn’t fare well with said person, and they decide to leave me for good. It’s happened multiple times and I have abandonment issues because of it.
One friend in particular is one I trusted so much more, and one who is ignoring me the most. The new friends he has were the first to start ignoring me, so I feel as though he could have been influenced by them into not liking me.
This really hurts. I have no idea what to do anymore.
And if you feel like you’re being talked about in this paragraph, rethink every decision you have made in your life and ask yourself where you went wrong. Ask yourself why you feel the need to hurt, and why you don’t care about people who have cared so much about you.

I Didn’t Know Anything

I was 6 when the first bullying began. I was a gifted child but ignored until 5th grade where my science teacher helped me. I am in 11th grade now. One time someone that constantly bullied me told me that I was going to burn and that I deserved to be beaten in 2nd grade. I have been bullied as long as I could remember and I can’t imagine a life now . I don’t know how to live without being in constant fear.  A year ago I met someone like me. They were bullied for being agender and they knew what I went through. We were both good at science so we decided to help each other and bond over our common interests.  Every time I look at the mirror I promise myself that I will save everyone that I can save. And I will go on. I didn’t know anything but now it doesn’t matter. If I can save 1 person from this that’s okay.

Being bullied made me be kinder

It was in 6th grade when things started to go hill for me. From what I thought was a joke, eventually became full of taunting and isolation. I wasn’t always the person that wanted to fit in, and so people took advantage of that and would “jokingly” say mean things about me, but after the jokes came the isolation. Where ever I sat was to them misery. They would hide from me or move closer to their friend and at that time it didn’t really hurt me that much. But it was in seventh grade when the isolation and taunting got worse. Nobody wanted to be my friend. Nobody wanted to talk to me. I was always lonely. My thoughts of who I really am was marred by the taunts of the students. I still to this day have mental scars from the bullying and struggle with misophonia due to the severe amount of stress I had encountered as a child. I am better than who I was in the past and I’m still in school; a junior in HS. And have moments were I would get isolated and talked bad about, but now I choose to ignore and keep to myself and be there for those who have no friends.
That’s all.