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  • Tamera

    I want bullying to stop at all levels, it must start at home! Parents must pay attention to their children, schools must put a stop to it at once! Bus drivers need to pay more attention, or at least have two adults on the bus so the drive to and from school is safe. My daughter has been bullied at school and via "My Space" - she ended up in the hospital, she is fine now and perhaps stronger from the experience. Kids, please remember, these bullies are cowards, THEY are the weak ones, NOT you!!! Read more »
  • Hayley

    As a sixth grader I was a bully. Beating people up saying mean things to everyone. Then I changed. I saw a girl in the bathroom cutting herself because of something I said. I knew then it had to stop. After that the rules got reversed. Everyone started bullying me and they still are 4 years later. I have been a cutter for three years and very suicidal. I am getting better but its still hard. I don't want anyone getting beaten up, called names, have rumors spread about them or be cyberbullied like I am. Every one needs to take a stand because its not right at all. Read more »
  • Rae

    It all started in 7th grade. I joined my school's golf team and my tormenter joined with me. I thought that would be my one thing where I could get away but I was sorely wrong. She would slam me into walls, slap me, punch me, call me all sorts of awful things, and she even threatened to beat me with golf clubs. As we were the only two girls on the team she turned my afternoons into a nightmare. After a while she even started chasing after my twin sister and abusing her. My self-confidence plummeted and I became anorexic and I still struggle with anorexia to this day. The years went by and the bullying continued. I quit the golf team to get away from her but that hasn't stopped anything. She follows me like a puppy if she finds me. I have no privacy with her around. Just recently I was slammed into a locker, pinned to the lockers, and clawed. She also punched me in the back of the head this morning. All of this because I stood up to her. She controls my sister as she will not stand up. She blames me for all of this and told me that I should quit letting this girl run my life. It's not easy to stand up and tell her to back off or stop, but I have. It always ends with more suffering on my end. The adults in the school system do nothing. They just shrug it off or tell the girl to stop. I was being brutally kicked and clawed at during my history class and nothing was done even though I raised my voice at the girl who would not stop. I'm sick of everything she calls me, says to me, and does to me. I've started ignoring her and standing up for myself. It's brutal but the attacks are becoming a little less consistent than they used to be. I know my sister and I are not her only victims. I want to end by saying if you witness something stand up and help the victim. I have wished for that so many times. If you are a victim and you see this stand up, use your voice, and get help. It won't be easy but it will be worth it. If you are a bully and you see this I really hope you look back, stop, and apologize. There is no excuse for treating people like this. I have seen and heard of many varying cases of bullying but the one thing they all have in common is making the victim feel helpless. We are not helpless but we could use a hand. Just stand up, speak out, and stop this. Honestly it's ridiculous that someone will make another human being feel so low. Read more »
  • Kendall

    I know how it feels to be bullied. i was bullied by a boy and girl in my fifth grade class. No one knows how it feels to be depressed and have no self-esteem. i wish someone would've been there for me during that hard time. When i hit middle school - i bullied two girls. Now i know that i have to except people for being different and you can not change them. Read more »
  • Mishka

    All my life, people treated me different because of my skin color. Calling me names like "Chinese Chicken Nugget" or "Chopstick". I hated it, but I never showed it. I missed my parents when they called me names. I have never met my parents and I cry at night because I always thought I did something wrong. I was fat and weird and I don't know but everyone targets me. It got so bad I was ready to die. No one understood me. I felt so alone. I couldn't take it. I cut myself and I was afraid to change for gym. I got in a fight and lost my friends because I was afraid they didn't like me anymore. The fight lasted months, who I thought were my friends ditched me. Always whispering about me. Telling me they cried in front of their parents. They don't even know what it feels like. To not have your parents their for your first day of school. To meet your first friends. To hear your first words. They lived their whole lives with their parents, and I don't even know who mine are. It makes me mad when kids at my school talk about their families and I don't know who mine is. Thanks for reading this. Read more »
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