After signing the agreement that ngs were OK until the first day of 8th grade. When I walked into one of my classes Chris was in there. I sat as far away from her as possible, but that didn't stop her from sending me threatening notes in class. The npotes would say things like, "I'm gonna beat your ass." She would send me notes telling me she was going to come into my room and beat my ass. I was terrified because we rode the same bus she knew where my house was, which room was mine, and she also knew that my window was messed up. I faked being sick for a solid week, until my mom asked me why and I showed her the notes. The day I showed my mom the notes she took me to the police and they told me that unless she made good on her threats there was nothing they could do. All this time I'm praying and asking God why he left me. Why was he allowing me to go through this. After we went to the police I started feeling like no one could help me. I had started contemplating suicide. I had even thought about how I was going to do it. Then I heard a voice that told me no, suicide is only going to hurt my family and allow Chris the satisfaction that she had won. During this time I had heard for the first time "Footprints in the Sand" and I realized God hadn't left me, all this time he was carrying me. I ended up failing the 8th grade and staying back a year. I realized this was God's way of telling me that this was over. I ended up moving after I graduated 8th grade.
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My Bullying Story
Non-FictionI'm doing the #nomorebullying challenge. I want to share my experience, so maybe someone out there who is experiencing something similar can know there are outlets and suicide is not the answer.
