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Since I was little and my parents broke up I have been bullied and they broke up when I was 6 and I am now 13 when I was little it was just being called names being discluded not a big deal. Then through the past 7 years I have moved backwards and forwards from 4 other schools but ended up at the school it all started at and now people pull my hair kick me, punch and slap but the weird thing is these people do that but get away with it and I get in trouble for it. And the weird thing is everyday when don’t fight but only now and again but his friend is always mean to me. In a circle time I told the teacher that the boy bullying me pulling my hair, punching, slapping me, kicking me and that he spread an untrue rumour that I was on my period and that I was grumpy but that was not true and she did nothing and then a few days later she saw my hair pulling me hair and my hair is over 60cm long and this boy pulled my hair from my desk to the teachers and I sit 1 meter away from the teachers desk and he did not get in trouble for pulling my hair all the way to her desk and I got in trouble for telling a joke that was not meant in an inappropriate way but the boys never get in trouble for anything and every day that they pull my hair I go home with a head ache or bruised leg. I have told my dad and he plans to tell the teacher but until then I have to try to stay positive. I know my story is not the worst but I just need to let out and for all you people going through worse please you mean something in this world.
One day, I was browsing my social media, when I got a “question.” I rarely get them, so I was happy. I clicked on my inbox to check it out and it said “kys.” I was confused. I didn’t know what it meant at the time, so I searched it up. I found the meaning and felt sad. More and more hate built up in my inbox. I got sadder and sadder. I’m getting better now. But it was hard to deal with. I hope no one else ever will have to deal with this again.
I got seriously bullied throughout my time in Secondary school. A great bulk of it took place online as well in school. People would put (bad) photos of me up on their Facebook profiles without my permission where they’d all then scoff and jeer at me. They’d also take bad photos of me quickly, before I got a say, then send them round to everyone on their mobiles. They’d also comment on my photos on Facebook really snidely and sarcastically, as they were all really laughing at me together. I also got aggressively cornered by a group of girls when I had not even been long in the school. People would also go “Ugh” when they walked past me on the street, or shout really sarcastically and snidely at me. I could never get away from the bullies as they were everywhere; in school, online and hanging around my local shopping area. I also had rumours spread about me and groups of people would crowd round me pressuring me to dance and sing for them. I was too weak to just say “No” straight off. It was all many years ago, but still haunts me and my self-esteem to this day. I hate bullying, it makes me sick to the stomach.
HEY,people do you think it’s healthy to other’s when they’re always crying or being sad? Well I think it’s not and it really hurts when we are bullied i hope that mac students can change the school by stopping bullying because bullying can lead to suicidal thoughts and that’s not good to have because thoughts lead to action and if you hurt yourself it’s not good and how many of you guys have been bullied please raise your hand if you have been bullied.!!!!
Well every body should have put your hands up because you have been bullied…
Can you please raise your hand if you have bullied someone..!!!!
Well how many of you don’t care how others feel?
How many of you think it’s alright to make others cry?
How many of you have every felt unsafe at school?
When i say unsafe i mean like scared they are gonna be beat up or scared about being bullied or picked on..!
Just know that the kid in the back of the class who says nothing at home he is always trying to find ways to be loud.
That one girl you called stupid she has all A’s..
You say it doesn’t hurt but it does when you tell your teacher you’re “FINE” we all know your not, we all know that something is wrong we may not know but we can help well some of us can because some of us went through the same stuff.
This is not a bullying experience story. Rather, this is a bullying experience message. Writing was one of the things I did to let go and recover from my painful experience, thus I wrote this letter during the time I was struggling with painful memories.
I’m sharing this to everyone because I want this letter to serve a purpose – and that is to send a message that no matter who you are, and no matter what you’ve been through or going through, THERE IS HOPE and YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
Although some people make us view ourselves negatively, there is always something wonderful about us that we should be proud of. We should not be ashamed of ourselves. We should not listen to negative voices. We should keep in mind that although we are flawed…we are wonderful and perfect – just the way we are. We are enough.
To those of you who are being bullied, keep in mind that YOU HAVE A RIGHT TO BE RESPECTED – FIGHT FOR THAT RIGHT.
To those of you who have been bullied and whose wounds still haven’t healed, remember that YOU WILL RECOVER – AND YOU WILL RISE UP
AS A MUCH BETTER, WISER, AND STRONGER PERSON.
You are fearfully and wonderfully made. Greatly blessed and deeply loved.
You can use your experience to make a big change, to serve a purpose.
Stay strong, better days are coming. ♡
I lived in BC, I grew up there. I knew everyone and everyone knew me, we all went to school together, grew up together, learned together. We were all friends. Then my 10 year old life got flipped upside down. I moved far away to somewhere where I knew nobody and nobody knew me. Before school started they offered a camp for the kids so that you could get to know your classmates, I never wanted to go but my mom thought it would be good for me. So I went. The activities were fun, the teachers/counsellers were great, but the kids they were cruel. They didn’t know it then but they definitely changed my life. I was a big kid and automatically others didn’t like that, they didn’t like the fact that I broke the mold of that typical cookie cutter body standard that is shown in every aspect of our lives. All through middle school this went on and on and on. Others joined in, other bullies, and I would come home from school everyday and cry in my room because I felt like there was no end to this bullying. They would steal my binder and rip everything out of it and destroy it beyond repair. I would be walking in the hallway and they would knock all of the stuff out of my hands and all over the floor. They would put glue and clay in my hair and draw on my clothes with permanent marker. At school dances they would go out of their way to give me ANYTHING that related to a cow, because that was what they called me “Cow”. I was helpless. I told teachers and my parents but they can only do so much to stop bullies from hurting people. They made me feel like I was worthless, nothing, disposable, that no body cares or would ever care about how I felt. Then it was time for highschool and I knew I wasn’t going to play the victim any longer, I would not let them torment me any more. I taught myself to be hard headed and to not care what others think, I was me and I wasn’t going to change to fit that cookie cutter that everyone so desperately tried to fit into. I know it so much easier said then done, I understand that, it takes a lot of courage to stand up for yourself and others. But that’s what I did. I stood up for myself and that I didn’t care what they thought cause I wasn’t trying to impress them. They would throw stuff at me and I would pick it up, throw it in the garbage and sit right back down in the same spot because they weren’t going to ruin my day. I wasn’t going to let them win, they didn’t deserve to have any gratifications for their actions because I knew that they only bullied because there was something wrong within themselves or within their lives. That is still no excuse but it made me feel sorry for them, I was not scared of them and I would never let them project their hurt feelings onto me. If I saw others getting bullied I would go and stand up for them because I’m sure they felt as defenceless as I did. No one deserves to feel the way that I felt when I was getting bullied, no one! If I saw fights I would break them up, if I heard cruel words being spoken about someone I would tell them to keep their opinions to themselves because if they didn’t have anything nice to say they should say nothing at all, I would go up to someone who was hurt and try to be friends with them and let them know that they weren’t alone anymore. Being bullied is awful, people are cruel and rude and harsh, but all that stuff that happened to me has made me the person that I am today. I’m straight forward, hard headed, and most of all courageous. I do not put up with bullies and no one should. It’s been almost 9 years since I got bullied in middle school and I am stronger then ever. We need to stand up for ourselves and for others, we need to let people know that they are not alone in this world and that there are people to talk to and ways to get help. We need to be kind and repectful and loving. You are not alone, you are loved, you are wise, and you are strong. Hang in there, life gets better. I promise.
Bullies take away your smile and gives you a frown takes away your happiness and gives you depressed. I had general problems with bullies in my school life because of my shape. I was of 77kgs but I gave my fake weight to be 54kgs only because I was afraid of being the topic of fun and laughter. But unfortunately a boy found out my real weight in a height and weight checkup and from then the bullies started . When I walked in the class my classmates shouted “the elephant came in ” . I felt pain and rejected everywhere I went so I started avoiding all my school gatherings and nobody even cared . In due course of time I went in depression and often ran to the girls washroom to cry out my tears. I became to be very introvert . One day my mom found out my problems and offered me words of advice she told me ” are you sitting on the person’s shoulder that he or she has to carry your weight all around or are you eating depending on the person’s money?then what is their problem with your shape? You are carrying your weight they are not if the Earth can carry your weight and it is not complaining who are they to? If somebody makes fun of you that means you are superior than that person so he or she is trying to put you down , never listen to them because at least you yourself know what you are and you are far better than them”. I started following my mom’s advice and became very brave I would answer back to all the bullies and they were stunned at my answers. I also started to exercise and lost plenty of weight I became 50 kgs . I was also tall and had a perfect and beautiful figure I am just the opposite of what I was I made all the bullies regret what they did and I am very happy with myself .
It all began with my two best friends. I told them everything about me because I trusted them. Until one of them got a boyfriend that I did not like. I admitted it to her and thought she should revise her dating standards. But she took offence and ignored me for a week. I didn’t mind because I knew she needed time. It’s okay to be angry. But then a month later she started spreading rumors about me around school which turned my last best friend against me. Fortunately I was around be to make other friends so I was able to ignore it. When they saw that their rumors were did not break me they decided to take it further. They found pictures of me and posted them online with the snake emoji on them. They cursed at me and laughed at me. They told lies about me. I finally broke down and decided to give in. I told my parents. They talked to their parents and threatened to file a police report. They have recently apologized. Unfortunately, the pain is still in my heart. The people I once thought were my friends would attack me so ferociously. I have since then decided to keep a certain distance from new people I meet. No one can be fully trusted.
I got seriously bullied throughout my time at Secondary School, while at school and online throughout social media as well. I am 21 now, having left school 5 years ago, but my experience of being a serious bully victim still traumatises me to this day.
I had no real friends at all at this school, only fake friends, who were completely critical, controlling and demanding of me, as I felt like I was walking on eggshells the entire time when I was around them, never relaxed and comfortable.
The bullying I’d receive on social media was incredibly intense too. I would have people, as in bullies, put photos of me on Facebook without my permission (that they’d either taken off me quickly or off my own Facebook) captioning it with
The worst online bullying I ever had was when this girl I didn’t know at all with only 3 mutual friends added me and I, only being 14 and naïve at the time, accepted. The second I did so she popped up to me trolling me with vicious abuse, saying: “Eeee the state of you! You do know everyone is messing with your head commenting on your photos saying you look nice, ‘cos the truth is you’re not, your a freaking wreck! You think you’re so gorgeous but you’re not, you’re a fat, ugly, freaking wreck who needs to get her teeth fixed and a face lift since that face is looking a little rough!” I put a status about feeling upset the next day only to have her comment with more abuse!
I felt incredibly worthless for most of my secondary school life. In my second secondary school there were many various times I got myself into such big messes and everyone had turned against me, including my friends, though I don’t think they really were my friends at the time as they kept acting really cold towards me. They treated me like I was this horrible person, though I was really just young and naïve in a school where words got twisted and all sorts of unpleasant drama took place.
It was many years ago all this happened but still haunts me to this day and still really affects my self-esteem. I’d never blame myself ofcourse, but I still wish I’d just kept to myself more and just sat quietly by myself at break/lunchtime and read, and not associated so much with the bullies. I also wish I’d been strong enough to stand up to them, but then again, that’s mostly what bullying is, because the victim is too weak and gentle and it isn’t in my nature anyway.
I just wish that an end could be put to it somehow. Bullying is an issue I am strongly against, mainly due to my personal experience of it, therefore having strong empathy. It just makes me beyond sick to think of.
it started because one of my former best friends was dating my crush and i did not know. My crush and i would always stay together, play games or tell each other’s secrets. I did not know that they were dating and we use to flirt all the time, she got jealous. One day, they broke up because he liked me a lot. that’s when it started, the body checks, the mean stuff, the rumours, the name calling etc. i told a teacher, but still to this day, she stills called me names. Me too I want it to end, but you never know.