I was always bullied throughout school. When I was in Elementary it was just name calling. It was only one girl I believe but she stopped it. In Middle school it got worse. 5th grade I was probably friends with 90% of my grade. I wasn't exactly popular, but was just trying to make friends with people. We also had a lot of new kids. 6th grade is when some started picking on me. I was made fun of for being tall, not plucking my eyebrows (i have thick eyebrows), not wearing makeup, having acne, not having a cell, boyfriend, buck teeth, whatever. Note that this is from the slutty girls who either got held back or their parents didn't give a shit to what they did. I also stayed friends with most. That was my biggest mistake. 7th grade this one girl I had been friends with in 5th grade really hated me and we had mutual friends (the slutty popular wannabe cheerleaders) They spread a rumor that I was a lesbian first. I of course was upset over that since nearly every girl was bothering me. Every time I was picked on I always told my gma (I live with my grandparents) since it was obvious something was wrong. (i never wanted to be a tattletale, but them picking on me didn't exactly help with my mental problems) She called the school (7th grade year we got a new principal. let's just say he was a complete dick) and he actually had me give a list of the girls aka my friends at the time. They actually had to write me a letter apologizing. Well they stopped picking on me, but the one girl didn't. After Gym class in the locker room she would throw basketballs at me, I bought a Gatorade and she sprayed perfume in it (gave it to another girl who actually drink it) and pretty much was always harassing me. One day we got in a fight (or more like I tried to defend myself)and she broke my nose (day before my 13th bday) every single one of my 'friends' except 1 said I started the fight which I didn't. Let's just say my mom was at the school really quick since she worked in the town. She was rampaging since the principal never tried to stop it. My gma was up soon also and had to take me to the hospital where they said i did have a broken nose (it was more dislocated than actually broken, but that's what they called it.) We were both suspended from school for 3 days and also had to see a juvenile officer. (i had to write an essay about being bullied. why, i dunno. she got on probation) after that everything began going downhill for me. i hated school. most people acted like nothing happened when i went back or asked how i was doing. the girl was taken out of the classes i was in and told to stay away from me. this worked until 8th grade. it started happening again. my family was up there again and finally there was a meeting between staff, a lady who was juvenile officer or something, and both of us and our families. She actually apologized because the lady was pissed off especially since she knew a girl who had recently committed suicide from being bullied and didn't want that to happen to me. she was kept in different classes from me and stay away from me again (also on the bus). This worked until high school. I had to change classes this time though. And she was beginning to bother me again (but this time put a few guys up to it. for instance put gum in my hair) the principal had that stopped.
In high school, I dramatically changed friends. 8th grade I became friends with a girl who was an outcast (to this day I still talk to her) but in high school we had 3 classes together out of 8. i became friends with a lot of the juniors at the time, so usually ate lunch I ate with them and tend to just hang out with them. I distanced myself far from all the girls I used to be friends with (at least the ones who didn't move). I also stopped trying to fit in. To this day, I still don't know why none of them really liked me.
September 7th, 2014 at 07:29pm