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I was bullied for 5 years. Everything started when I was 10.I was bullied because I was fat , and because I was fat ,they said, I was also ugly. I had to eat in the bathroom because they would make fun of me if I would eat in front of them. I was also not allowed to talk because in their opinion ugly people should not speak.
“no one will ever love you because you are too ugly to be loved” this is what I was forced to hear every single day for 5 years, and the sad part is that I was physically bullied by them too… and I decided to keep it for myself because I was too scared to talk to someone about my problem. They were also telling lies about me , really ugly rumors about my family …I was not able to proof that they were wrong, and this thing made me anxious and lonely.
Even if this nightmare stopped 2 years ago , I still have anxiety. I feel that I will never be able to reach people’s beauty standards and this is haunting me everywhere because , even if I hate myself for this, a part of me still believes that an ugly person like me does not have the right to speak or to be loved.
So this all started in kindergarden and when i was in there i had a hard time seeing the board and letters and other things. So i went to the eye doctors and got glasses. When i got glasses i was picked on for that. As 2 years progressed i was coming into the 2nd grade. Then i got picked on for what i weared to school. Then it went on to my face the my hair style. i did nothing about it and that got me thinking about talking to my dad and mom, and so i did. When i told my parents at 7 years old they told me that not all people are nice too you (i am always nice to people even if there my bullies) and they also said that i am way too nice to people. And then when i was in 6th grade i was getting my pencils taken, getting beat up, slamin my books to the floor for no reason. And only a couple of friends to hang out with. Which me and my friends got bullied together (it wasn’t just me by the way) and me and my friends were friends since kinder garden. Then whoa a whole new world 7TH GRADE (this is middleschool for my school and is in the high school building together) i was getting picked on left and right i was so overwhelmed i couldn’t do my homework and i was failing because i was worrying about whats going to happen to me. As school progressed to the end of 7th grade i was getting picked on alot less. But now i only have a couple people still bullying me. But i am in 9th grade and 14 years old now and still going strong. I still get picked on for what i wear which is walmart clothing and not expensive clothing.
I bet you all ask “why me?” well who knows. You will someday. I was bullied for my amount of friends. well I am telling you you only need one good one. I only had six friends and one of those six is a good one. I can tell her anything and she can tell me anything. that is all you need
I’m 15 right now and I have been bullied since Grade 2. When I was little, I was bullied for not being strong and athletic. I soon got good at sports and it didn’t stop. I could make one mistake and people would use that against me. In my Grade 6 year, I started being bullied because I was short. People went along with it and all the Grade 7’s and most Grade 6’s would bully me. Last year, a kid bullied me for a reason that I don’t understand. He had help with it and his friends made everything worse. I am still being bullied to this day and can’t shake them off. I have always been a target, but I do nothing wrong to them.
I’m in the eight grade. Ever since I started middle school, I was bullied. Mainly about who i like, how I dress, how athletic I am, but mainly about my family. When I entered 7th grade, the rumors got worse. When I had my first boyfriend, people spread rumors about me that made me cry myself to sleep, and sadly, I started to self harm. I started seeing a counselor, but it still hurts that people look at me differently. My friends started talking bad about me, even my best friend started to spread rumors. My now boyfriend has been checking on me everyday. He is very caring and I love him so much. I hope everybody comes to realize that their hurtful words and actions caused a living hell in my life.
I was bullied at school and everywhere.
They called me names like sleepy, dead, mute.
The was this girl in highschool who bullied me everyday she would say to me things like “are all your family like this “why are you so sleepy” “you look dead ” “you are soulless.”
Her words hurt me badly and it didn’t stop at there, in the second year the bullying didn’t stop, my aunt’s daughter join her, they made fun of me all time long…and on top of that my history teacher bullied me too, because I don’t talk a lot she called me mute she said my name and add the word mute. after 11 years that stills hurt and it effect my whole life I just can’t forget and I can’t let go.
I am in 8th grade and I have suffered from some bullying. Rumors have swirled around about me a lot and I have been name called so often that I do not remember the last time there was a day without someone saying something to me. My big gap between my two front teeth has always been the biggest joke for the boys but for the girls, it was my outfits. Everyday boys would say how they could park these huge cars between my teeth and everyday someone asks me when I am gonna get braces. But with girls it is so much worse even though the boys are picking my biggest insecurity, the girls have made my choice of outfits my now biggest insecurity. Everyday girls tell me that I dress ugly or what I am wearing is gross. I wear jeans and do not cuff them once and they make a big deal out of it. I was wearing my mom jeans that day and did not cuff the bottom part. I did not it needed to be done because they are mom jeans and they are supposed to be like that but then came all the names. My ´friends¨ call me Bob The Builder and tell me my outfits are ´unique´ but the same friend once told me that when she thinks outfits are ugly, she calls them unique. I have this clothing app on my phone and I put something on my private snapchat story about what my style should rated out of 5 stars. Only two people answered. One rated 3 out of 5 stars and the other rated 3 out of 5 stars. I think the rest of the people on my private story did not want to be mean even though they are at school. I cry all the time. At school, at home, in the car, everywhere. My life is not the best outside of school and school has not made it any easier.
so am born cleft palate ..while growing up I had speech problems, crooked teeth (after the years I had braces to correct it) I was called ugly all the time and no one wanted to be associated with me …it was worse that at the cafeteria I was also made fun by this boy who made sure to make me feel ugly every day. In class due to my speech problem when I would answer a question the teachers took time before understanding me. While years went by I became so shy, I wouldn’t pose for photos and friendless. But now my speech has greatly improved .
At high school I was bullied every day to some degree. I was pushed, shoved, kicked and punched, made to wear gumshields straight out of other kid’s mouths, spat at and spoken to like I was nothing, all because I looked different due to a big forehead. It will always affect my confidence but I have moved on from it.
i was bullied for 5 years in primary school. thats it thats the tweet. xx