My bullying is a little different than most. I was always that happy, cheerful person in the class. What I didn't know, was that most people hated it. That I never showed any weakness, that I'd be all smiles, every day.
In 5th grade, a few of my closest friends gangged up on me, and told me that I should kill myself. That I'm disgusting, and a huge mistake. I tried defending myself, but I was too shocked to do anything. When I finally got my senses back I felt something trickling down my cheek, and I saw that my best friend had a knife against my cheek and the liquid was blood.. I couldn't scream so I went with the next thing and kicked her in her part and when she bent over I kicked forward landing a blow on her stomach.
After that day, I have been bullied by her followers believing her story that I beat her up because I was jealous. I'm still bullied, but I have more people to care about, than to cry about.
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BULLIED
Non-FictionBullying 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, but also help bullies realize how strongly their actions and word...
