I started getting bullied in 5th grade. It started with a boy, of course. He was a popular boy and I was an outcast, I only had THREE friends in 5th grade. Anyways, I was so surprised when he asked me out. He tried twice. The first time I was too scared. He just handed me a note in class. I was so happy! When I dated him people actually noticed I existed. We lasted a month. He broke up with me when I called his voice "high" pitched. I honestly didn't really care. Until he got his friends too call me ugly, fat(even tho I weighed 74.4 at the time), worthless, and a waste of flesh. I went home and cried behind closed doors. The bullying from them lasted till summer (about 4 months). Just before summer came I made a new friend. He was the sweetest boy I had meet. He had a raging crush on me. Over the summer we texted each other. About a week or two into summer I got a message (on messenger) from his account but from his "sister". It was a picture of a girl and it read 'This is his girlfriend. So back of bitch.' All I said was ok. I texted his sister saying that I didn't do anything too deserve that. She told me that I had. When I asked her what! She got mad at me and went off. She told me 'I was never going to be as good as a friend as her other two friends. I said I'm sorry but the ignored me. She told me I should just die because no one would care. I didn't reply. I nearly commited suicide at the age of ten. I told her I had tried but failed. She told me that I was a waste of her time and just left it at that. The boy that was the sweetest kept asking me out over the summer, I just changed the subject. Twords the end of summer he asked me out one last time. I said 'Maybe for a week or two when 6th grade starts.' He told me this ' I'm gonna be in a relationship for a week of two. That means that you don't love me. I'm gonna say no.' I said 'Whatever don't talk too me.' He tried to say yes but I just said nope. Eventually he had had enough. He told me that I would never be like another girl he liked. That she was real and I was a piece of shot and a waste of time. I had had enough of boys. I cut the girls name into my arm. Sent him a picture and asked him if I was as pretty as she was now? He told me I was just another emo and that no boy would love me ever again. I began too cry. But they were really quiet because it was 11:30. I cut more and it hurt because I had too go over it a thousand times (I was using mini scissors). When I was satisfied with what u had done I went too bed. He messaged me that morning saying sorry. He said he said he liked that other girl too make me mad. It worked. I was eleven and had too hide my scars. Eventually my sister spotted them and my mom talked too me. She told me I was her and my fathers world. Sometimes though, I feel like she tells me that just because. She is always mad and takes it out on me. When school started i was really nervous mostly because I was a fat and ugly according to the boys. When the first day of school of started the "sweetest" boy tried too take me back but I said no. The next day everyone looked at me at me pointed and whispered. I eventually found out that he had told everyone what I did. I felt so alone. Apparently one day I had made a girl so mad she grabbed a basketball, chucked it at my head and when I fell back she came at me and began too puch me all over. She had broken my arm that's how hard she punched. I had too go to the hospital. My mom asked what happened and I told her. She said an eleven year old shouldn't have to deal with that. She put me into a private school and everything was better. Thank you if you made it all the way. I know it was really long but that's my story.
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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...