We had dances about every 2 weeks. I attended all of them for the rest of the year all with the same drama shit that went down on Nov. 4 2011. It started to wear on my usually thick skin. I started to believe what they said but all the bullying pretty much stayed at the dances I mean I got dirty looks but I brushed it off. I finally reported it to the principal after I broke down telling my parents what had been going on, this was in May 2012 I really didn't start caring until the last dance when I finally broke down and was crying. to this very day I'm called 'cry baby' because of it since that dance I started to react like that. it was getting to out of hand for me.
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The Bully Diaries: My Life, My Story, My Reality
RandomThis is my, Victoria Blake's, real bullying story, which started two years ago(I was in 6th grade) and is still going on. It's my most accurately dated accounts on what has happened to me. All caused by three people who I am calling in this book Bra...