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My bullying stared from when I was very young.

When I was in kindergarten this girl would judge me by the way I drew. When I drew out the line she would point it out....even if you couldn't see it. The first half of first grade year was good...but the second half I had to move to a new school, and there was some girls that didn't like me. Second grade I was just weird but no one bullied me.

In third grade I saw a movie and saw the girls hair in the movie(the girl's hair was short barely covered the ears) and I wanted that hair cut so I went to the hair stylist. I was very happy when I got the hair cut, but when I went to school no one really cared untill later that year when they started calling me  Dora.....

In forth grade I had no problems.(thank goodness!)

Fifth grade was the hardest grade for me because I was called names by all my classmates. They stared by calling me emo. Later they added on by calling me possessed. So basically I would go around campus being called emo possessed girl or E.P.G. Then one day I was eating lunch and some boys were making fun of me and so I started crying, and saying that it is not fair that everyone calls me emo possessed girl, when I am neither emo or possessed. Then I threw out my trash and left. Thinking that they would have learned there lessen to not make fun of people when they hurt them. Guess not. ( at one point I did try on telling the teacher but she did not do anything about it). So the year ended, with me hating fifth grade.

Then it was time to go to sixth grade and I was hoping everyone forgot about them calling me E.P.G.

I was wrong, again.

First day of sixth grade...someone already called me

E.P.G.

Then I started hanging out with this girl and what happen was some one decided to call me lesbian. Then someone said emo possessed lesbian girl.

Great. A new name

So that was my sixthed grade year.

Everyday of sixth grade.

In seventh grade everything stopped.

No more name calling. And I also found out who

started all of this: my "friends " in fifth grade.

Yes. I mean there is always going to be those people

where they are going to call me little names like ugly, and annoying. But now I know that they can not effect me

anymore.

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