Real Teens Speak Out

Alone Again

I was 10 years old. Every day I came to school, was told I was worthless, ugly, a waste of space. Without friends, I retreated into myself. I did seek help, from the teachers, from the principle even. No one did anything, but tell me to toughen up and get over it. So, I decided, at 10 years old that my life wasn’t worth living if it was going to be so miserable and I wasn’t worth anything anyways. I planned the day. I planned the execution. I planned to say goodbye. I didn’t plan on the new kid. He moved there a couple of days before I was gonna end it all. He walked right up to me said, “Hey!” I told him he shouldn’t be near me or he’ll end up all alone too. He said, “We can be alone together.”
That saved my life. Middle school only got worse. My friend had to move again and I was starting to settle in with some new ones, but every day getting pushed, called names. It hits home. Again, I told the teachers. I told security. I told the principal. They didn’t do a thing, but tell me to toughen up and get over it. What was worse was that my friends were getting hurt too. They also protested with adults. No one came to help us.
I wasn’t free until freshman year. I got knocked down and had it. An adult was going to listen to me this time and to my friends. I stormed into the office, crying my eyes out and begged to talk to someone. By the end of the day, my bully was suspended and never messed with me again. My friends started to report their bullies to the adults. One by one we all lost them. Adults can make a difference when they choose to help. Bullying isn’t something to just get over. It’s a real problem that needs solving. It can’t go overlooked because people end up hurt.
To this day I remain in counseling. I suffer from severe depression, anxiety, minor PTSD, and night terror disorder. All from my bullying.
I hear the middle school has a new bullying program that’s working wonders. It was started the year after my friends and I left. I believe it’s because of us and other brave people that it was put in place. Bullying is a serious issue that cannot be tolerated. Just because someone saved 10 year old me, doesn’t mean that every 10-year-old out there has someone looking out for them.

Elementary School

When I was in elementary school there was this one group of really popular girls and during that time I was told not to believe in popularity or being the same as everyone else. I was so confused and I was terrified of being bullied by these girls. One day they started targeting me and calling me fat, stupid, ugly when in reality I was smarter than them, nicer than them. I went through the torture of them every single day until I started cutting myself and crying myself to sleep. It was a nightmare. I felt horrible all the time. They made me feel like trash. They made me feel so bad about myself. I cried and cried one day at school and locked myself in a teachers’ bathroom because they just wouldn’t leave me alone. They told me that the world would be a better place with out me in it. They told me they had a gun I could use, they told me no one would ever love me. I already couldn’t love myself and then as soon as they said that I knew I could never be loved.

Bullied since kindergarten

I have been bullied since kindergarten. People would treat me like I was nothing and still now. My bullies have hit me, put my belongings or me in the trash can at school, and call me names, etc.

What i went through

It was every day from the second i walked into those school gates, to the second i stepped into my house at the end f the day. Then after that i’d go home and fall apart, cry myself to sleep wondering what i ever did wrong. I got pushed. I was called every hurtful name possible. Anything they could do to make me feel worthless and empty they did. You’re always told to tell someone and it will get sorted. Maybe in primary school, but not in high school. In high school, it would only get ten times worse. I had a lucky escape and left the school before it was too late, and i became homeschooled. But there are children out there who are suffering with no possible way of escaping it. It has took me a long time to get myself back on track. It’s nine months later, and the memories still haunt me everyday. I’m scared to leave the house in case i’m seen by anyone. Only now i’m just starting to find myself again. Bullying is something that most of the time can’t be controlled. It never gets better, it would get worse and worse to the point some children start having thoughts of dissappearing.

The bullying thing

Hello everyone, I just came here to share half of my story that I forgot to put. I did put a story here but it was submitted on August. I’m 18 years old now. Back when I was in middle school there was this girl (I’ll call her A) who was so mean to me. I first met A in gym class. She was quiet in the first place and I thought she was nice. In gym the teacher wants us to have locker partners. I had no locker partner so the gym teacher choose A to be my locker partner. When I tried putting my planner in the locker she said in a rude tone “Just put it!” I was nervous and but the planner was stuck and she did it for me. I remember she said something while doing it but i can’t remember. I stopped putting my planner in the locker because of her. A was also in the same art class as me. I was in the same table as her! She was talking to this girl who was also mean to me back in summer camp. A was saying to me “Hey K how’s your day?” (Said it 2 times i think) And then “Hey K how’s your day?” “I’m gonna kidnap you.” The girl next to her was laughing.

When I moved

I didn’t like where I used to live kids bullied me for almost 3 years and when my house caught on fire it got worse, kids calling my homeless. I was so excited to move I told myself this school would not be like my old one, but I was wrong. The kids started bullying me there too. I always think I don’t belong anywhere anymore because I got bullied in 2 schools and still do.

TMS

So i attented class like normal, i was depressed like always, but something happend people started to edge me on to commit suicide, they threatened to jump me, when i’d get mad they would call me a school shooter. I hated it, ive gotten jumped a couple times over the years by so called friends, it was traumatic especially when they would bring up parents. I cut so often my arms were full of cuts, i wanted to die very badly but not until they learned a lesson. They were teasing me and threatening me and i was so mad/sad i threatened them right back. They took screenshots of our insta convos, but they would delete the parts where they threatened me. They went to principal, i got introuble even know i was the victim. Principal saw otherwise believing they were the victim. I got suspended. While i was falling apart rapidly mentally they still continued to bully me on social media. Eventually next year, i wasn’t gonna take any off it. So when someone tired to bully me id walk up to em and say i can hurt you more than you can hurt me. And thats true.

Weight causes depression

When I was in seventh class I we the best athlete in my school but after a year everything turned upside down and because if some health issues I was admitted in the hospital and was injected with bottles of glucose which turned me fat and fat……….
Later I was overweight and one day my aunt started comparing me with her weight and made fun that her and my size of clothes are same. She used to give her old kurtas (indian dress). After which my self esteem was going down. She never let me wear shorts and tops and told me to wear Kurtas,after which I losed all my self confidence and I used to wear loose clothes as she said wearing those my heaviness can’t be seen by others. After that she compared me to her daughter who was thin and can wear whatever she wants to , after that I thought I have to do something I stared eating less and once I was thin which was after my class 12 exam I became conscious that I should not gain weight now and I limited my diet and used to eat very less and started throwing up whatever I ate this goes now also. I know this is wrong but I can’t control myself throwing out that less food also. I know it had a very bad effect on my body. I always eat food by reading the label about the fat. Now one thing struck me: why are we judged in this way? Why only thin and lean people enjoy life.
I don’t know if I will stop throwing out my food, but try my best just thought people should know it so that they know how can few of their small actions and words affect others.

Ps: my parents never said anything about weight but they never stopped my aunt also

No more friend

I am year 9 and this new girl comes to my school and my friend knows her. The new girl (S) and I become friends but after a while she would always do little things like putting the rude finger up at me for no reason or just calling me names. She would do it like once a week or something and I just ignored it until she put the rude finger up at my best friend so I grabbed her finger and gripped it and told her to never do it again. I escaped her for a bit until the transition week. We had science together and she would always bring up philosophy and then argue. Then she would purposely irate me and just use me for work and I was stupid and fell for it. She started repeating what she used to do but then in arguments she would start she would randomly bring my crush into the mix which was pathetic. I stood up to her but then she called me a 4 year old and start saying I am an open book and threaten to ask him out for me when I told her I am not dating him. She told me that I could be physical and I got heated up and walked off. She then spread rumours that I had a crush and people were coming up to me asking if they would say she told them. On the last day of school she was walking back with me and my bestie and she started saying stuff about me that was nasty and so childish and pretending I wasn’t there.

i hate school

When I was in middle school a mean girl in my class was being rude and was calling me fat and ugly told me to go die, called me names like a 3-year-old, and a dirty stupid rat. She was bullying only me and i hurt inside to feel how much people hate me, she said she’ll surely miss me when I’m gone, and she tells people I hit with scissors. she also threatened to fight me but i told to leave me alone but she never does. Then she challenged me to a fight and so I told I’m not going to fight because there’s no point so she started hitting me so I defended myself and fought back and then the day came where I thought I should die.