( just to let you know, there might be A LOT of '"I's")It started when I was in the 2nd grade. My bully would always pick on me. I didn't mind because it honestly didn't bother me that much. Until one day in class, I was sitting beside a friend(who's a boy) and "he" came over and started saying that I had a crush on him. It got to the point that it made me cry. My teacher came over and asked 'What's wrong' and I told her. She made him apologise and he did. He said that he really meant it but I didn't believe him. Then one day, he moved. I was relieved when I heard that. I felt like I could finally be ME. But then my school got shut down 2 years later. My friends and I had to go to a different school.
5th grade was the WORST year of my life. I was judged of how I did things. How my hair was, how my clothes were, how I acted. I was called a teacher's pet, lame, and weird. But what got me through it was my crush. He had asked me 'who do i like at school' and i said ' you'. Then he asked me if I wanted to date him. I said yes. I was so happy that I actually had someone who cares for me. Then later that day I learned that he was only toying with me. He didn't really care for me. I was so hurt knowing this. So the next day I ended it. And then the rumors started. He (my crush) started saying things like "i wanted him", "wanted more from him", " i was clingy". Everyone started to believe him. I couldn't go a day without being called a name or judged. My "so-called" friends even joined in as well. Not to mention that my brother started calling me names as welll. I felt so scared, hurt, and alone. I wanted to die. I didn't want to live anymore. I started feeling depressed and worthless. I wanted to crawl into a hole and just die.I never told my parents. They would've wanted to get involved and I din't want that. It would've just caused more drama and attention towards me.
Finally I was done with 5th grade and off to 6th. I had actually made friends and felt wanted here. My "so-called" friends had came up to me and apologised to me. I just stared at them. Then said 'okay'. I'm known for holding grudges and having so much baggage. At first I wasn't going to forgive them, but I faintly remembered a quote that gave me the courage to forgive and forget.
" Sometimes you have to stop living in the past and focus on the present". That quote got me through the years. Now I'm going to be a freshman surrounded by new people and have a fresh start. My name's Andrea and this is my story. My account: zooboomafoo264.
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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...