I never really thought bullying was real, until I experienced it myself. Freshman year started off like any first day great fun and happy. I became friends and I was in a squad with a group of girls. We were known as the popular girls, like everyone would know us as the best squad ever and stuff.
Anyways, so slowly I started noticing that my friends would pick on this girl from a different religion. She was Sikh and she would wear a turban because that's what they would do in their culture. I felt bad for the girl and decided to stand up for her thinking it was the right thing to do. (A/N: I think it was.)
Next thing you know, my friends get really mad. I would still play with them, but bring this girl along because I wanted her to be included. Slowly, whenever we would go to my friends, they would start running away saying they are playing tag. Not trying to be rude but, like how's that tag? I was really confused but let it slide.
Then I started noticing how they would make a signal when I come and they would all run. Everyday when I talk to anyone they would stare at me in disgust and walk away. I heard laughing as I walk in the halls. And these people were just classmates. So I was really sad and started to feel lonely.
One day, one of my former best friends who were in the group decided to let me on what was happening. They would talk about me behind my back, call me names and make fun of me. They spread rumours of me being an attention seeker, snitch, slut, etc. I was torn in two, no wonder everyone ignored me and stuff.
It didn't stop there; the bullying took a whole new level. I took a bus home, so one day, these guys from my class started calling me names, I decided to let it go and look at the window. Then I felt something hit my head, I turned and saw they were throwing mike and likes at me. (Ahah kind of funny but not if you were in my shoes.) It hurt a lot because these candies were not soft. I would tell them to stop but they didn't listen, they threw paper balls, erasers anything they could find. Then, my crush, who was from an older grade, took a picture of it happening and sent it to some guys.
It didn't stop there. I had to delete a lot of social media because of the hate I grew through. I only have Wattpad because I know no one has it and I will be safe. One day I finally had enough and took the matter to the teachers. They sent us all to a justice centre. They helped solved the problem.
Oh they, bitch you thought.
The girls didn't get in trouble and had to apologize to me. They told us to close this chapter and start a new one. Everyone but me moved on. The scars of this affected me big time.
So I was friends with these girls again and one day we made an Instagram group page. On there the girls decided to bully someone and say it was ME DOING IT. The girl who got bullied told our school principal and I got sent to the office. I was so upset and I told them I didn't do it, so they got the girls that I said did it. They all blamed it on me and made me look bad. The principal didn't want to hear anything else I wanted to say and gave me a suspension warning, so, I also got an after school detention from my teachers.
They went rage quitting on me and told me they didn't expect this to happen. I ended up in tears and went home crying. I told my mom everything and she booked a meeting with the principal and teachers. So they accept and my mom asks them that if I didn't do anything why am I in trouble? The teacher and principal didn't listen to her and kept telling what I did. My mom than took a turn in this and was like to them, “Fine, let's say my daughter did this, how come when she got bullied you guys didn't punish the girls, but when my daughter bullied someone she got suspension warning?”
They didn't answer and changed the topic to how much of a good girl I was and they hoped I learned from this. (A/N: WAT DA FACK?)
Anyways from this day on, I am still bullied to the max, called stuff, and yeah, when I make a friend, the girls will tell them how bad I am and that person would never talk to me again.
They even got my crush to hate me.
We were friends and stuff and chill. One day I was talking to him when he started fighting with me. I was so confused. The next day he walks up to me and asks, “Yo, m/n, are you gonna snitch?”
I was so confused and answered “I never tell on anyone anymore because I just don't.”
I than asked him why he was asking me this. He said that my friends said that I'm a snitch and whore and I am only with him for attention. He never talked to me again and even when I say hi, he would start fighting with me. Its not easy to ignore him because his locker is right next time me. (Smart move I know but like come on if you had the option to put your locker next to your crush, you would right?)
Some days he would be nice and we would have fun but it's not like the old times.
I feel so depressed and even thought of ending it at times, but this new friend I made saved me. She is the sunshine in my dark world. She knows how to make me happy, she decided to hang out with me when no one would even knowing she would get bullied to (she does) but I'm proud and happy.
The moral, well, never give up on life because you never know if you will live again. And when times get dark, you will find your sunshine.
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ThePsychoMadHatter: That's so true! You're truly an inspiration! I'm happy you found your sunshine!! We are all here to support you! Do not hesitate to message ❤
❤ Stay Strong ❤
And I know you beautiful burritos get sad after some of these posts, so to give things a happier ending and to make you feel better, I shall post pictures of my very photogenic dog. I'm not even kidding. He's more fabulous than I am. And maybe my cousin's cat 👀
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