When I was 8 I came home from school everyday and went into the back yard to play with the dogs. I'd take them out into the lane behind the house just for a little walk. One time I was climbing the tree at the back of my house and the Bully family came out of there house there was 2 boys and 3 girls. I thought they were ok until they came and started throwing stones at my dog who's disabled "what a retarded dog can hardly walk and can't see" I told them to leave my dog alone or I'd call my dad. They started to throw stones at both of them. They'd follow me to school every morning and throw me in the nettles in the back lane. Then it started to get serious where they would call me big head and then the oldest one came outside one day (she scared me most) she made me smoke a cigarette. I was 8. I told her to shove it up her ass but she lit it up and stuck the cigarette into my hand. I went home screaming. It stang like a bitch. My mam went down to there house and had a little chat with there mam. They were delighted with that because they knew how much I didn't want anyone to know but there whole possi now knew. I didn't leave my house for 3 weeks after that mam walked me to school and the teachers knew what had been going on. They still live behind me and when I pass the eldest boy he often makes smart remarks at me like "how's the hand" "do you have a lighter" etc. I'm 13 now and thank god the bullying has stopped
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Non-FictionBullying is a very serious issue that effects the lives of many. I hope that by many of us sharing our personal stories, it will not only help victims realize that they are not alone, but also help bullies realize how strongly their actions and word...
