So where to begin....
This wasn't even close to bullying at the time, it just made me weaker towards it. When I was four years old, my father passed away from a heartattack. At the time, since I was young, no one ever told me, so when I did find out, it was extremely rough. I would never stop crying, never.
Which led to the annoyance of the other kids.
They would make fun of my tears, laugh about how weak I was. Which wasn't fair at all, they hadn't lost family, they wouldn't understand, right?
That blew over eventually, though.
In second grade, was when real bullying came for me, physical, verbal, and it haunted me mentally. I would be pushed, shoved, shouted out, and sometimes told I'd be better off dead.... In Second grade.
This continued all the way till fifth grade, when I got my first boyfriend. He had been bullied too, and by this time, we were both diagnosed with Depression.
Not a month after we started dating, he killed himself, in fifth grade. A boy shouldn't do that, that's too young... right?
In sixth grade, my self esteem would be constantly lowered by my teacher. I was told I was stupid, too nervous to do anything successful with my life.
Now, in 7th grade, I'm still bullied by others, online and by strangers I don't know. Slut. Idiot. You name it, I was that XD. I found myself online more, on an anime MMO. That's where I found the boy I'm dating now, who makes me absolutely happy.
However, about a week ago, my friend committed suicide over spring break, which wrenches my heart entirely.
Nothing has gotten better.
And I don't think anything will.
But a little faith is good, right? ^^'
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BULLIED 2
Non-FictionThis is the continuation of my anti-bullying project, BULLIED. Bullying 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, bu...