This is going to be a really short chapter but it's basically so I can laugh in the face of everyone that ever bullied me.
I don't care whether you only laughed at me when you saw me, made up stupid nicknames, spread stupid rumours, tripped me up, threw stones at me in the streets, made me take different routes home so I didn't have to pass your house, called me every name under the sun. It's still bullying whether you think it or not and it still hurt because I'm HUMAN. I have feelings, believe it or not.
Some days I would just go home and cry because everything was too much for me; the bullying, my dad not being around and my mum being ill. It piles up and up and being young I had no one to talk to it about, no one to help me take the weight off my shoulders and slowly I was sinking.
The bullying got less and less as I got older but it took for the bullies to leave school and for me to move house for it to disappear.
My mum always said to me 'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me' and that is a quote I live by now.
So when I pass all the people that used to bully me when I'm walking down the street putting a smile on my face is the best feeling. Just saying 'look at me now,' because they thought they could break me but I learnt to deal with it.
Bullying is no laughing matter and mine was minor compared to what some people experience and even then it was painful and a horrible experience.
