Real Teens Speak Out

Bullying Should be Stopped

Last year at my old school I was bullied. It wasn’t the normal bully that comes up to your face and talks their talk or the bully walking up to and making fun of you. No, I had stalls full of nasty comments that people would write about me. It started as one at the beginning of the year then I got many more as the year went on. I would come home crying thinking I wasn’t worth anything because of these comments on the stalls. My parents had enough of it but I told them I had it under control. So I asked the principal to take them down, but he and the rest of them were too lazy to take care of it. So they are still on the stalls for everyone to see. Please if you are the bully just stop. You don’t know the people you are bullying. You do not know what they go through at home. You might be the reasoning behind their sadness. Just stop being the bully and be their friend.

The bullying thing pt. 2

I’ll tell more of the story. I accidentally pressed the submit button last time. The girl from summer camp was laughing when A was saying stuff to me. All I remember is the girl was saying stuff about me during swimming. A got off her chair and starting saying stuff close to my ear. I was holding my tears. When class ended, I walked out of the door and A walked out and she shouted right in my ear! It didn’t hurt though. I think I jumped a little. Later on in the morning, I got off my bus and I saw A. She was staring at me and walking to the door. I got annoyed and covered my face. I did told my sister that she was being mean to me and prayed to god to make it stop. Also hoped that she’s absent. In art class again, I moved to another table. During free time, I was drawing a cartoon character and some girl said she liked my drawing and I thanked her. She asked A if she liked my drawing and she said no and said something after that I can’t remember. I did cry. The next day I heard that Alex said to the art teacher that she’s moving to another town. I was happy when she said that! I never get to see her again! I thanked god! And later on I never saw her. I also remember these 2 girls that lived in the same street as me where I used to live were bullying me. I remeber these 3 girls were bullying me back when grade 9. I’m still kinda bullied now. But I’ll try my best to stay strong. You guys and girls get through this horrible thing.

asustado y aterrorizado

I wrote on here a story and it was titled The Numbers 9 and 15. I was so proud of myself and now I am back here again with another post. I keep myself updated with this website, reading what others go through and I just want to say, thank you. You guys give people the confidence to tell others their story. For those who learned how to move on, congratulations for not giving up. For those who are reading this message and don’t know what to do with your bullying problems, realize that the people who hurt you are wrong. They do it because they don’t have what you have. You have to remember that you are a smart, talented, beautiful/handsome, funny, friendly, kind, generous person with a heart that is so pure and sweet people envy it. Don’t give up hope. Stay strong, live long, live free!

Stop This

Stop this, now. Bullying is wrong! If you bully someone, you’re no different from a prisoner. If you want to have a better life, stand up, and speak loud for bullying.

Wanted

When I came to America, I was only 6, I started school and even when I did, I didn’t know how to speak, and I didn’t understand a word anyone said to me. People always stared at me and gave me weird looks, but I never really looked that deep into it, since I didn’t really understand anything they said to me. I learned bit by bit and started realizing that a lot of people did not like me, and I had no clue what I even did. I let it slide, and thought it was probably nothing, since I was moving in a while. I gained some friends, but they were all guys; I never could make any friends that were girls, they all hated me. I had to say goodbye to the only guy friends I had and move to a different house. I was happy, for once because I thought this would be a new start for me, but I was wrong. I was 9 then, and I was starting third grade. I was super excited, since 2nd grade wasn’t that bad, I got weird looks and all, but I made 2 girl friends and I was really happy. The first day of third grade, I saw one of my friends and when I waved at her, she pretended that she didn’t see me, but she looked right in my eyes, so I was confused, but I didn’t think about it that much. I went to my class and looked for a place to sit, but my friend was sitting with her friends and I didn’t have any other friends since the other one was going to a different school. I sat down and one girl came over to me and smiled, talking to me. well we became really good friends, and I even considered her my best friend, we did everything together. one day,  she got me in trouble for something she did. I started bawling on the floor, and I didn’t care who saw me. A few days later, she came to me, telling me that I was worthless, and that I should kill myself, because I wasn’t wanted by anyone, she told me I was ugly and that not even my parents loved me. I hated myself, I wanted to be someone else. She bullied me because I wore the same sweater everyday. My parents weren’t very rich and we had a pretty hard time with things here, so I believed her. to this day, I have anxiety on how I look, and I never trusted people. She gave me depression for a long time, and many people thought that I might need mental help. I always get a wave of fear whenever I remember her cornering up to me, and slapping me, telling me that I’m worthless, but to all the people out there, never believe this, you are important, and you matter in this world, and whoever thinks that you don’t,are not important, love yourself, and understand that you matter.

Bullying

i got bullied since form 2. I was bullied because my face looks like ugly. Pls, bullying is just not cool. Bullying is not okay.

Moving on

Well I really wanted to share what happened today and found this website…. This is kind of about how I came to realize that I’ve moved on.
So today I was having a bad day because of some stuff that happened in college. I decided to go out to explore the nearby cities to clear my mind. I was in a park taking a stroll while admiring the surroundings. Then someone suddenly called out to me. I turned towards that voice and there stood the people who I thought I would never meet again….. My bullies from the school. Now in school it wasn’t like I didn’t have any friends. But still I was an introvert. I preferred reading books over playing on playground. So this group of people would verbally bully me because of that. My friends from school never really helped because they were scared too and that is understandable. So we all graduated and after that I lost contact from many people including my bullies.
So back to today. Then these people that I met after 3-4 years later again started saying things like before. But surprisingly this time I laughed. They were shocked to that response. Then I took that as a chance to speak up. I said, “wow, you all haven’t changed at all. This is like school all over again. We didn’t meet each other for 3 years and I’m shocked that I’m so important to you that you noticed me. FYI I didn’t notice you guys at all. It’s good that you are still together after all this years. Well it was nice to meet you after such a long time. Cya!” And as cringey as it is I turned around showed them a peace sign and left.
This was the moment when I realized that I’ve actually moved on. The me in the past would have cried or became sad because of that. But I wasn’t like that this time. And hence my sad day turned into a happy day.

A stronger you is a must not ‘I wish’! ❤

Hey! I’m 16 and I’m jasmine.
It was my first day in year 7 in 2015 when I realised as I got to school I had made some friends. I was however looked at, laughed, gossiped about but I never took careless risky decisions to even care! I was bullied because of my teeth, my skinniness, got called weak and told I need braces and people just starting judging me and commenting about how I had appeared. So I went home, thought about this long and hard and said to myself ‘well what if I am, no one will want me now and its true’ but I never was quite sure until I realised I was beautiful, I was amazing, I had all these feelings, emotions, breathroughs inside me but that never stopped me from continuing. So I went into year 10 and so I still am right now, was and currently getting bullied for the same reason. No one would socialise with me unless I spoke first, they’d laugh if I said something silly or stupid, whenever I smiled they’d laugh because my teeth would be showing, I got called bunny teeth, TNT, dynamite and no one would sit next to me at all.

Realising to this day I am beautiful has been making me realise so much positive energy flown through within this situation and it’s all broken through. I still am being bullied but it hasn’t stopped me from myself achieving the things I want to do or be but its stopped me from believing in the negative comment’s that were placed upon me.

Be true to yourself and never feel afraid to speak up, to walk away, to ignore or to tell someone because it gets better with one voice or none, then to get it everyday and have it flowing through your mind. Never feel ashamed because there’s people out there experiencing the same thing and I wouldn’t care less about the people who bully others the way they do because they’re just awful so treat yourself well and much more adjusted than any other evil human that choosing they wanna pick on you! And remember to stand up for what’s right than to back down on something to regret! 😉 have faith !!!

Bullying

I am currently in highschool, I still do get bullied like everyday by my so called best friend who never supports me or never sticks up for me. Any advice for me.

Just hang on ok? ❤️

Hi my names s and im 13. When i was in primary school i was bullied everyday by these older ones and also by my 2 other classmates (there was only three in my class lol) it was never physical but it was mental. They told me everyday how dumb i was and how i was ugly and how my nose was big and i was fat and stuff like that i used to come home and just cry. I felt so alone because im not the type of person that talks to people about my feelings and i also had no friends at the time (no girls in my class apart from me 😩) one night i was so depressed and was having a mental breakdown. I dug my nails into my wrists and kept saying that i wanted to die over and over again. I texted my cousin who is the same age as me but she just basically ignored me and told me to cop on. It was then that i realised why i was being bullied. I was being bullied because i LET them bully me and i LET them affect me and the way i looked at myself in the mirror and in general. From then on i cant say that it improved but i can say that i dont want to die now and i have ACTUAL FRIENDS!! it still traumatises me that i was in such a dark place and it haunts me that i could’ve hurt myself that night and i was thinking that nobody would be affected. I still get anxiety (undiagnosed so not official if uk what i mean) and think about that time but then i realise that the people who did it are horrible people with basically no future. LISTEN TO THIS. If you are telling yourself that your worthless or ugly then u need to remember that YOU are not the one that is saying that. Its not the real you that is degrading yourself, its the version that is unconfident and actually ugly but dont worry you will get through it! Look in the mirror every morning and say to yourself one good thing to make u feel happy xxxx