Real Teens Speak Out

Rumors

It all started I the 6th grade. I was born socially awkward and it was especially reenforced because no one talked to me ever since kindergarten to the 6th grade then so it made it especially easy for me to be in awkward situations like being alone in another room with a guy for example. (I’m a guy and I’m straight). Sometimes a guy would take my paper and I’d reach to get it back and I’d accidentally touch their hand slightly which led to them screaming I was gay. I panicked and didn’t know what to do and being quiet I remained that way. That’s how to rumor started. I was put in a box I didn’t belong in and I was being verbally abused because of it. And it didn’t take long for some 8th grader to lock me in a room with their friend and for him to hurt me. This continued on for months. I recently spoke about it to my friends and close family and I’m getting the help I deserve

bullying on colour

When i was 7 years old my friends were bullying on my color . I feel embarrassed. When i talk with my parents  they don’t believed me and say that it’s natural baby but i was a child.Day by day i feel embarrassed and now i am spending the time or period embarrassed.

outcast

They all look at me,they all point fingers, and they all talk.They are waiting,watching,and hoping I breakdown.I run out the class full of tears and start shaking badly while they laugh.But,other times I put on a smile and just give the world’s biggest lie-“I’m fine”.I try not to give them the reaction they want to see.It doesn’t get easier but with the help of my sister I know i’ll just somehow make it through okay.They talk about me as the freak,the kid who doesn’t speak,the kid who stinks,the kid who is ugly,the kid who is stupid,and to them i’m all those things.
But to me I got me,myself,and I but,I can just pick up a book and it feels like I fell into a world full of whatever I want.

“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.