My first experience with being bullied was when I was in the first grade. I went to this daycare center with different age groups and I went to say hi to a couple people. After I said hi, this older kid grabbed me by my wrist and angrily shook it then slammed it down all because I said hi. I was scared for my life. Through out grade school I would come across bullies who would threaten to break my glasses, laugh at me, play cruel jokes and start rumors about me. I believed what the bullies thought of me and by the way they treated me. I felt worthless and not good enough. I would fake stomach aches so I can stay home from school. I never told my mom. I wanted to pretend everything was fine when it wasn't. It was in jr high when I would get slapped because I tried to stop someone for taking my backpack. I felt violated once again. My mom had seen it and we went straight to the principal. High school was difficult. I was the new kid hoping to be accepted by my classmates. Some of my classmates gave me a hard time and made fun of my shyness. They said, Oh I"ll just talk for you,. My message to those who are suffering is never let the bullies make you feel bad for being yourself. You are good enough, worthy enough, smart enough. You are enough. don't be afraid to ask for help. People will listen. I hear your pain and I'm on your side fighting this battle with you. You are special.