All my life I've been bullied. But my experience was worse. One day one of the bullies put a peanut in my drink as cruel joke. I am severly alergic to peanuts if I drank that drink I would be dead today. The bully was NEVER CAUGHT FOR ATEMPTED MURDER the teacher threw out the evidence and asked all the students but a criminal would never answer to there crimes. So if you see this understand that allergies are very serious I almost died that but my friend noticed and worned me.
Bullies. I despise them. I really don't like them. In fact, many of my bullies, are lurking around my school. So right here, right now, I'm gonna spill my story. Just skip it if you don't want to read. You know, I'm not important or anything, but, if I don't let this go, no one is going to know that I really just want to jump off the highest place ever, and not live.
Kindergarten is where it all started. There was this boy, Sammy, who used to pick on me everyday, for the rest of the year. And he was very hurtful. So one day I punched him, an instead of him getting punished, it's me. First grade was even worst. Ha, first,worst! Rhymes! Anyway, I forgot his name, but he really wanted to kill me. He would threaten me to the ends of the earth. In secret, he would kick me and punch me. I told someone but they didn't believe me. "He's an angel!" I almost killed my self. Almost. But luckily, I met this guy and I really liked him. But I really wasn't sure, so I didn't tell anyone. He kept me from killing my self Second grade, I met Jose. HE MADE LIFE A LIVING HELL. From there, he broke all my things, or stole them. He would kick me from under the seats, and I would come home bleeding. No one noticed, so I was still quiet. He would scare me. And all this stopped until, what, 4 years later? Yeah, it did. I told that little, or big actually, f***er to shut up. All those, so called friends betrayed me. Until 5th, which wasn't so terrible. My best friend, really is the greatest person ever. She loves to draw, and we said everything that was making us feel like trash out to each other, we liked Pokemon. ( another thing to get bullied for.) She picked me up and I picked her up. Best friends to the very end. Separated classes the next year. We are still best friends. Now, it's freaking seventh grade, and like I said in the other poll, I'm only 12. Remember earlier, at first grade, that guy that I really wasn't sure that I loved? Yeah. I am head over heels for him (more of head over hooves). I dream about this guy. Problem: he doesn't even know. Whenever we have to sit together, I feel all weird, and ,I dunno, fuzzy? It's just, I don't know. Not only that, but music class is pushing me in to this too. We all have to sing a song, more like lip-sync a song, from a long time ago. Like bands of The Temptations, or the Supremes. We had to watch The Temptations movies, and the part with them singing, "just my imagination(running away with me)" Got to me. Not only that, but the class is chock filled with boys. Not that I have a problem with that. 19 boys, 7 girls. That's how many. Anyway, you would think all these girls would stick up for each other. But instead there are two groups: one with three now four popular girls that think they are all that,group a, and one with two girls, I think, that did let me hang out with them for a little, but just because I gave them a big bag of skittles every week, group b,after that they kicked me out. And then if you add the number of girls in each group, there are 6. What?! What about me?! Yeah, about that, I'm an outcast. An outsider. I don't really belong anywhere. But that's just fine with me. It's okay, I guess. Otherwise, the girls would actually, uh, they would group a, bully me and trick me, saying I should go kill myself and that I'm a bitch. Group b, they would treat me like a dog, and when they're not, they would tell me to change my everything, like dress in some slutty sh*t, or cut my long hair, or they would just threaten me, just because they want me to be with the guy I love, which I appreciate the effort, but I love my self too. I can't act like I'm some slut. Gotta be me. All this is affecting me and my family too. They gave me therapy, but did that help? No. Of course not. That made everything the same as it is, or even worse. I have an imaginary friend, so now, everyone thinks I'm crazy. My mother wanted to commit suicide. Luckily I didn't let that happen. Then my relatives are dying, like my aunt on my brother's birthday, or my grandma on Christmas, or even my other aunt getting cancer on MY birthday. That was really bad. But me and my rules. So I ignore all these bad things like the Bullies, or the deaths, or the crazy notes. Here are my rules to get through this: Be positive Keep calm Carry on And to me the most important: Smile
So that's all I got to say. Wait wait wait! Just a second. Here's just a little note. TO THE VICTIMS OF BULLYING: Don't feel so bad. I guess that some of the thing are pretty bad, or downright horrible. In fact, my life is practically screwed! That's fine for me I think. I'm just a tool in school, and at home. If you are being bullied, tell someone. Don't stand there like an idiot with your mouth open, tell someone! Sorry for calling you an idiot. I didn't mean it, I am so sorry, for real, I'm not joking, did I hurt you, I feel really bad, seriously, and right there is my normal apologies. You the victims: should get hugs. Hugs for all!
TO YOU BULLIES: F you! You ruined my fricking life, I don't like you, I can tear you all to pieces right now!- I mean, sorry, sorry, so so sorry, I didn't mean it, I mean, I did mean it, but you know, did it feel bad? If it did, I feel terrible, I mean, I feel real bad. Anyway, stop being such a turd. It really hurts other people. Think of everyone here, that commented that they were bullied. Think of the other comment by PinkXombiePony! Think about the bully in the show, Gilda! Stop being like this. Really. Some even could commit suicide because of this kind of thing. Not good. So just think this over. Don't be a bad bad seed. Be a Babs Seed.
I like strange animal...At my school boy in class once try to play prank on us with toad but they also scare of them too...so I just pick it up and chase them around with toad sitting in my hand....and for the girl they think it kinda funny that I can chase those boy away.
Oh hell yes, and for some pretty petty bullshit as well. I was always a bit of a weird and introverted child, and in elementary school pretty much everyone ignored me. That I could deal with, but then middle school happened. It was the worst, most tortuous three years of my life. I was bullied and picked on incessantly, no matter how much I tried to placate my bullies and try to make friends. I once tried to drown my self in the bathtub at the age of twelve, but I thank God that I didn't. Otherwise I never would have been able to go to high school and make some of the best friends I have ever have. They liked me for being me, I could talk to them about things that I liked and they would listen, and they made that the best years of school I ever had. Plus I never would have found MLP, Homestuck, Two Best Friends Play, and so many other awesome things that the internet has to offer, and that would've been a crying shame.
As trite and token as this sounds, to anyone out there who is being bullied right now and who may read this; it does get better. It may not seem like it at the time, but it can and it will. My advice is to simply ignore your tormentors, or if you have the cajones take their bullying and turn it right around. You have an arsenal, you just need to unlock it; You have a safe place, you just need to find it; You have friends, you just need to seek them out.
<(^U^<) If your feeling down right now, let this emote give you a hug to let you know that you are wanted and that you are amazing for being yourself.
Yeah, got bullied about my large hips, my mental state due to my disorder and whatnot, by both students and a teacher, but they must not be too happy within themselves to say those things to another I guess? Anyway I'm glad that many people here who have been bullied are ok
I should confess: i was a bully sometimes. Expecially with guys, cause if we see someone in class, who loves to show off their "coolest" and after answering on lessons "U AL A LUZERZ!!11" WTF. But sometimes i got bullied, but... ve-e-ery short time%-). Misunderstandings with interest, drawings, etc. never was. We all was a little bit different%-)
Yeah. The earliest case of bullying was when I was in kindergarden (although I do not remember). I was/am a leftie, and some kids came up to me and told me I was retarded because of it. And then a few grades later, there was this slim boy. It was mostly soft, minor verbal bullying, but it got better and we became friends because our mothers knew each other. In 7th grade there was a boy who sat right behind me and whe would not leave me alone even if his life depended on it. One of the things I hated was that he would say, "I know what happened to you. You mother called your name." (I don't know why that one made me so mad.) He'd call me Bigfoot and told the teacher I had taken my lunch money (only to tell the teacher when she confronted me about it that he was joking and he got in trouble for it, much to my dry humor). And then it was revealed he had a hit list. He rarely spoke to me afterwards. 8th grade, there was a chubby my muscular blond boy who would threaten me for no reason. I hated it. Haven't been bullied since then and hopefully not in the future
Yeah. I was bullied in middle school. pushed a round a little, but mostly verbally, to the point where I could no longer attend. it got so bad, that one day they tried to force me in to school, and I kicked a teacher in the face (they were carrying me, and it was an accident)
I ended up going to a special school for a couple of months, to help me get over it, but i was released too early as I went to a new school too, which was even worse since i was now the new kid too XP and I couldn't handle it. My mom then removed me from school, and I was home educated. But it took me many years to get over it, and the social problems i faced were hard when I decided to go to college to study. but, thankfully I got over it. but, i never recovered many of my social skill issues.
I was bullied (verbally and mentally) for a while a few years back... Mainly because I didn't defend myself. To be honest, my reason for not defending myself was because I was shy, bigger, faster, stronger and smarter than the entire group... I was kinda afraid to hurt them. I would defend myself if they had gone physical though (which I kinda hoped they'd be stupid enough to do one day). That and I didn't bother, because I thought they weren't worth it... I guess that's what happens when you're pretty much a pacifist in mind.
I've been bullied ever since I could remember. (Gonna spill my guts out here, but it seems like a lot of people are sharing their experiences so...)
My mom had a lot of different jobs while I was growing up, so I was constantly moving very single school year. Of course that leads to the "bully the new kid" thing every year. I also grew up in a lot of ghetto areas (like, straight up ghetto.) and unfortunately, being the whitest girl on the planet, I was targeted a lot. As a kid, the words didn't really hurt so much. After all, they were just words to me then. But then I was physically bullied at recess. It even got to the point where one of the boys ripped out a clump of my hair and tried to strangle me around the neck with a soccer net because I blocked the ball from going in (we had all been playing kick ball). Of course that was when bullying took a really hard turn for me. I also was a bit of a nerd when I was younger; straight A's, extra clubs, always raising my hand to answer questions, played piano, choir, helped teachers out when I finished my assignments, etc, etc. So I got bullied for that too. On top of all that, I was an "early bloomer". So both boys and girls were very cruel to me. Of course I was more embarrassed about having breasts than upset at the bullying for it. Eventually I learned that if I stopped being a "nerd" people would ease up on me a little.
So I stopped being a good students. I let my grades slowly slip, and basically continued doing that all my life. I found the easiest way to do it was to do decently on class work, good on tests, and never do my homework. I stopped getting made fun of for that, but as I've gotten older, I've regretted that. I lost out on a lot of learning and it really caused me to have problems when I hit junior high and then high school.
In junior high the bullying got so much worse. Girls didn't really bother with me, I think at that age most girls form their little groups and go about their business. But the boys really picked up the slack. And even a teacher started to bully me. In elementary I had received a perfect score on one of the final exams (it had been a complete accident since I'm total crap at math). So in junior high I was put in the higher level math class. But I did horribly in it. And that teacher hated me more and more and said horrible things to me. So I transferred out into the basic math class. Of course being bumped down from a pre-AP class to the basic class had kids calling me dumb, and stupid. But that hadn't really bothered me.
People were always making fun of the way I looked, and I was really sick of it. So I decided if they wanted something to stare at, I would give it to them. I cut my hair short like a boy, dyed it fire engine red, wore a long black trench coat, and strange bamboo shoes. I would spike my hair and wear a bad attitude. I would be loud and outrageous around my peers. I would be really animated with the few friends I had, walk around making large gestures and in general be a tomboy-ish weeabo. I kept that up, dying my hair all sorts of crazy colors. I was fairly respectful to school staff so for the most part they let me slide by. My plan had worked ultimately, I got bullied for things I did on purpose, and somehow that just made it a little more bearable. Because I knew what I was doing, I thought it gave me control.
I got away with this for a while, but it didn't last. My final year of junior high, I took an interesting class. It was a mix of Technologies and Wood Shop. It was either that or Home Economics, and well, home ec wasn't all that interesting to me. Unfortunately that meant I was only one of 3 girls in the entire class while the rest were male. The other girls never got bullied, but I did. I'd be using dangerous equipment for building, and the boys would try to startle me or grab me while I was working. And it did lead to a couple injuries. While in the tech part, they'd grab my legs under the computer tables and try to pull me out of my chair. One day, I just couldn't handle it anymore so I was screaming "stop it" at the top of my lungs. Of course out of all this, the only one to ever get into trouble was me. Punish the victim and let the aggressors get away with whatever they want. That's how the school worked.
In highschool something with my hormones went a little crazy and my chest got larger. I once again became a target because of that. On the bus home I would both be verbally and physically attacked. It got to a point where finally the most I cold do was just sit next to the bus driver so I would be left alone. But things in school got progressively worse, and on the bus, kids purposefully would sit up front and force me so sit in the middle and back so I could be bullied. I already had clinical depression and was seeing a therapist. But therapy wasn't helping anymore.
Finally it just got to a point where my mom pulled me out of highschool and started home-schooling me. The thing is....I'll always remember every single bully, everything they did, all the days I cried. And they have all probably forgotten. They won't remember when they reach adulthood. But I always will. So even if the bullying has stopped, it'll still affect me for the rest of my life. No matter how hard I try to brush it off to forget about it. And all that is just the bullying I got from school. Not counting the bullying I got from family members, supposed friends, other artists, and even fellow bronies.
And now that I've typed a novel here XD;;; I'd say it's about time I wrapped this up. Ultimately, -To people who are bullied: I know it sucks. I've been there, I'm still there. Just try to look for help. -To people who think people who are bullied should just get over it: The whole sticks and stones thing is crap. We're human beings and words can really hurt us. If you think bullying is no big deal or is something someone can just ignore, it's not. For a lot of people it's not. -To people who ARE bullies: Just stop. Even if karma doesn't get you, you could potentially ruin people's lives or bring them to suicide (I've seen it, and it's horrible.) You need to clean up your act and be a decent human being. If you bully others because of the pain in your own life, you need to find a healthier way of showing your emotions.
It wasn't so long, I mean, it was long, but it was nice. Everyone (or everypony. ) that is a bully will just listen up, and if they actually have a heart, shut all those stupid comments up. yay. Hooray. Yippie. You deserve a hug, like everyone in the world.
Yes. When I was little it happened and they even stole stuff from me, that was what bothered me. I could never have anything nice in front of them or they would steal it when I was in class! I tried ignoring it but then other bullying kept going on in highschool (diff bully cuz we had to move) and that's when I HAD IT. I kicked their asses one day and even reported them to the office and made them confess the shit out of them for all they did (they would take my stuff sometimes, spread disturbing rumors, amongst other things). There's another part of the story but lets just leave at this. I can relate to Babs Seed XD
Anyways, if you're being bullied the best thing to do is report them to the principal/boss as many times as needed.<sub>
I was bullied throughout school, and I still get bullied by the boss. She threatens us with getting fired if we don't vote the right way, or watch the right TV shows, or agree with her on everything.. I hadn't been bullied in years until she was hired. I hate being a yes-man, but I need this job.
I am a 16 year-old boy from South Korea. I once got bullied at school when I was in the 6th grade and had been socially awkward throughout the whole middle school years. But even then, I occasionally tried to stand up for myself in some situations. After a few weeks since I entered high school this year, my homeroom teacher called me to his office and told me how socially awkward and weird I was and insisted on fixing it. He even pointed out which parts of me I should fix, so it was very helpful. At first it was very, very difficult, but I was determined and willing to change myself forever. I started talking to my friends. At first, I thought they would reject me because I was a dork but they slowly accepted me as a friend. I started gaining self-esteem and have made good friends ever since. I retain good relationships with the rest of my classmates to. I‘m still a bit shy and nervous around people, but that‘s simply how I am and it doesn‘t matter as long as I can stand up for myself and protect my dignity from being ridiculed by others.