Real Teens Speak Out

Bullying is roud

Hi. Well it all started in second grade when my so called best friend was walking with me to lunch and she and noticed that there was a new girl sitting at our table with the rest of our friends. Se had walked over and started to talk to her. They had become closer and closer together. One day as we were all walking to my house my friend and the new girl started to call me very roud names. I thought hey maybe its just a joke. But it just kept getting worse. The next day at school my friend was sitting down and went to sit with her but she stuck her foot out and tripped me and just stood there and laughed at me. My food went all over my shirt. I was so upset that i just sat there and cried. The teacher had walked in and took me out. She asked me what was going on and i had told her that my friend had tripped me and just stood there and laughed at me. The teacher took me and my friend to the office and she had got in trouble for being mean to me. Then her friend was playing on the playground when I walked out to play. She walked up to me and just started to hit me. My mom took me out of school and we moved away and i haven’t been back to that school since. If you have ever been bullied just know that you are not alone there are other people in this world who are being bullied.

Help me

All my life i only had 2 friends. i’m now in 6th grade and everyone thinks i’m a demon. A few boys secretly like me and the rest bully me. There is this one in particular, he makes fun of me everyday.

Dear Peers,

I am a student in Middle School and I’m writing this to every student that has bullied, made a rude comment, or has intentionally hurt someone’s feelings. I hope that by the end of this note you can finally understand the power of your words and actions and how they can affect the ones around you. My life hasn’t always been butterflies and rainbows. When 6th grade came around, I started to get bullied. When one person hated me they would tell everyone to hate me as well. I was always avoided and laughed at. Not to mention all the snotty comments and remarks. I was called fat, ugly, dumb, retarded, and a whole bunch of swear words. The bullying got so bad that one day I had to get stitches. I didn’t understand it. I didn’t do anything to hurt their feelings. But all of the bullying reminded me of my previous step mother and everything that I had tried so hard to forget about. I felt trapped at school and I just wanted to leave and never come back. I ended up getting depressed. I refused to eat, sleep, or even find the urge to get out of bed. I found myself doing everything I could, just to miss it least one day of school. I would try to break my bones and purposely hurt myself because every time I was at the doctor it was so much better than being at school. Every minute that I was away from the bullying was worth it. But on the days I had to go I would just cry. My past started to haunt me. Counseling didn’t seem to help and I started showing signs of PTSD. I refused to sleep and I felt like I was different than everyone else. I started stressing out about the investigation and the fact that I had to testify in court. At the same time, people from school started pushing me into walls, spreading rumors, cussing at me and so much more. I didn’t even know them. They’re weren’t even in my grade. I was just bullied for the smallest reason. The bully told all her friends to go along with it and before you know it, everyone starts hating me. They had no idea what I was going through at home and they didn’t seem to care. All they cared about was trying to break me inside and well, It worked. I wanted to tell my father about the bullying but I didn’t know how. You see, everyone at school just assumes that your life is normal and that everything is just A-okay. So they try to do everything they can to bring you down. But what they don’t know is that the smallest little comment, gets stacked miles high with everything else you have going on at home and those few petty words can be the straw that breaks it all. But I’m proud to say that I’m no longer depressed and I’m glad for the life that I was given, I hope that nobody at our school, has to ever go through anything like this and I want to share my story so that I can prevent any of this from happening again in the future. So if you’re reading this, know that people all around you are going through complete heck right now and they don’t need anyone making it worse. If anything, try making their life better. Maybe the smallest compliment could tear someone out of depression and change their life forever. So please help me stand up to bullying in our school and make a difference in people’s lives. Realize that words can make a big impact on someone’s life and whether it be a negative or positive impact, that’s up to you to decide. How do you want your words to affect others around you? -Your Fellow Peer

I was bullied when I was in grade 2 and I hate bullying or when people say they’re going to kill themself because of it.  So never bully people it’s a road to disaster. People are always hurting them selfs because of bullies or just people being rude.

Just don’t bully people cause you will feel terrible that someone hurt them selfs because of you.

My Bulling Story

It all started in grade 2, I got into this huge fight with my so called ‘friends’ they were so rude. They talked about me all the time, gave me dirty looks, ran away from me and spied on me. It carry on until grade six. In Grade six we were okay. My mom told me to be friendly but we don’t have to be friends.

Bullying

Hello everybody. My story about bullying was a couple days ago. It all started at hockey practice with D., who isn’t the best. So we were doing breakouts and he was pretty upset. Why? Well first he kept losing the puck. Then somebody said try hard. Then I came up and said leave him alone. Then he said why did you do that for me. I said “well you were getting bullied. Then he told me that his grampa died and so that’s what My story is

hard

1 day there was two girls and they were mad at 1 another and they would say you suck or you’re bad at sports and on and on. they were being mean and one girl had depression because of what hapend

This is the story of when I was made fun about my clothing.My family likes to shop at our local Walmart where you can get great stuff a super low prices.So I usually get my clothes from there and wear them to school. One of my close friends would make fun of me or tease me saying like “Did you get that from Walmart?” or ” Walmart is for cheap people. ” It really beat me down and made me not like my clothing and wanting to buy name brand stuff. I’d sometimes even take more than 15 minutes to choose what to wear so she wouldn’t be mean to me. I eventually got over it by thinking of all the crappy people who follow trends and that I rock the clothing I own.

A young girl

I remember a girl who used to be bullied by what she thought was her best friend named L. But really L was just using her to get closer to someone else named J. Whenever L and this young girl were playing around J, L was always rude. Eventually, these two friends started to drift apart from each other, and eventually rarely talked to each other. You should never have a ” best friend” who brings you down when they should be bringing you up.

My bully story

People bully all the time the first time I saw someone get bullied I said to my self that must suck I saw the same person get bullied over and over and over again for a half of a year that other half of the year I stood up for all the people who got bullied and there was never another bully again.