My bulling started when I was halfway through the 4th grade. I was the new kid for the 5th time in a row. You see my dad is in the military so I move around the country a lot but then my parents got divorced 1 day before my 10th birthday. After the divorce my mom moved for on state to another till we came to this small town. I must say I thought I wo have a great year but I was soooo shy.
I walked into my new class room in my new school and everyones eyes where on me. I wanted to run and go home. When I got to my seat I just sat there not looking at anyone, I was seated in a group of boys. during recess I stayed close to a group of girls who had introduced themselves to me. They seemed ok but they weren't. It turns out they were soooo mean to each other and to the other girls and I was caught in the middle of the meanness(that probably is not a word) every day the boys would tease me about my hair. I have a obsession with putting my hair in a ponytail only I wont take it out.( well I do but not in public ) I would come back from recess to see the boys at my table where drawing things all over my school stuff. Everyday I would go to the principal but she NEVER helped me. I would tell my parents but they would say to ignore them. I tried but I am not good at that.
The bullying got worse in 5th grade. The boys just got worse and worse. They would spread rumors about the girls that like (friend 1) is a lesbian. and (friend 2) is going to comment suicide ( I spel that wrong I think.) my friends would go home crying and one of my friends started cutting herself and I tr to tell her that this isn't the way to handle things. Finally I was the last girl that they hadn't picked on and after seeing what they did to my friends I wasn letting that happen to me. I was older than everyone in that class by a year do to the fact that I was held back in 2nd grade. I was taller than most boys. I could probably take them if they tried any physical bullying. Luckily they didn't. They tried calling me names or spread rumors but I did let them get to me. Finally one was picking on one of my friends and I DID NOT like that! I walked over to him and said "why do you love to bully people (his name)? Does it give you joy? Does it make you proud? Does it make you popular?" Every one was staring at me then at him and went back and forth. He never replied.
After calling (his name) out like that hale boys didn't mess with us girls and I beca really popular.
I am in 6th grade now and still no boy messes with me or my friends. They seem to have quit their bullying habits and now have a gross habit, farting. Weather it farting in their chat or on one another they still are not bullying.
Ok guy I want you to know that if you stick up for what's right it makes a BIG difference!
Love,
Alexialovesdragons😜
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