I would say it all started in the third grade. I was never the normal girl that everyone else was, so I desperately tried to fit in. It wasn't all that bad in the third grade. It just got worse in the fourth grade when I moved. It was a new school, I assumed people would be nice. I was wrong. People made fun of me constantly, I got laughed at all the time. On the first day of school, I walked up to a girl and introduced myself and she gave me the most disgusted look. I got made fun of for hanging out with the boys.
5th grade was about the same but more people knew about me so it got worse.
6th grade was the worst year of my life. I got diagnosed with tourettes so I constantly made strange noises, rolled my eyes and squinted them shut. People would mimick me and everyone would laugh. When I walked up to school people would say,"Oh your not dressed as a boy today." Everyone would stare at me as I walked by. I would get called emo, and numerous other things. One day, BULLY1 shoved me really hard, it was the first time it ever had gotten physical.
My at home life wasn't that great either. My dad was a drunk, my mom called me names and hit me too. I got diagnosed with depression, social anxiety, border line personality disorder, etc. I started cutting too. It was the only way I could feel better. I'm in the 8th grade now and have been doing homeschooling for 2 years. My at home life still sucks but I'm working on getting better. Keep your head up high.
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