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Stories about being Bullied.

*THE POINT: If you have ever been bullied by somebody in school, please share if you would like to.* When I was in School, I was not a really sociable person. I was very shy, and kinda insecure about myself. Naturally I became a target for the narrow minded children of that time. Outside of the usual name calling, I was beaten, pushed down, de-humanized, and down right treated like an animal. When I was in 8th grade a kid walked up to me and just started punching me in the face. I don't know why to this day, it was horrifying watching a circle forming around you with about 30 other kids screaming, and laughing. It felt like being a pit with a giant spot light directly on you. And there is absolutely nothing that you can do to get out of it. On top of that, I was constantly told that I was worthless. I was nothing more than a waste of meat and I would always be that way. Now, I know that is not true--but at that time, when you're told that enough--you start to believe it. I dreaded going back to school, I looked for ANY excuse to stay home. I cried myself to sleep many nights, hoping and praying that it would all just go away. So that I could fade into obscurity, and recover what was left of my soul. But still, it came. And the more I stood by and did nothing, the worse it got. There were times where I fought back and won. I was proud of myself, but then it came right back again. My school could do nothing. All they could do was put them in suspension, or call their parents. But that just made things worse, either their parents whispering in their ear, or a misplaced sense of revenge cause them to lash back. ...By that time, I have had enough of it. I wanted it all to end in one fail swoop. When I was in 9th grade, I was planning to kill myself. I had it all planned out, I would leave a long note beside me, take lots of painkillers (or whatever there was) and just drift away overnight. There I was, seconds away from popping the first pill. Then something happened, everything around me faded and I saw something. It was like a voice in a cold silence and it spoke to me. It told me that "this is not how you will end. There is much more to life than what you're feeling now. You will go on, have a blessed life, you will have a family, a loving wife, children, and everything that you have experienced will have no hold over you anymore." I dont know why I believed it, but I did. I put those things away and believed it. ____________________________ Now here I am. Almost a decade later, I am graduating college, I am getting married this June to my absolute Best Friend ever! ...And absolutely NONE of the things that I have gone through have held me back once. I was so afraid of life here, that I was willing to cut it short. It was but a fragment of the life that I will live. If somebody tells you that you're nothing, they are wrong! You're a human, your life has meaning! Let NOBODY on this planet tell you otherwise. Because somebody out there loves you.

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  • Damg. Blink amd its on the 2nd page.

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    • Edited by Niedopałek: 4/22/2014 2:18:01 AM
      I've never been truly bullied I actually was a bully myself when I was younger When I was in second grade I picked on this other kid for a couple weeks before I realized what a jackass I was being

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        Great read, I hope it helps someone else struggling with bullies. I had a bully when I was in middle school, about the same age as 8/9th grade I think. It's a relatively long story but I don't have ages to type it all out <.< The summary is - He picked on me for ages, I put up with it until one day when he shoved me for the last time. Foot behind his leg and open palm to his sternum. The behemoth dropped like a sack of potatoes and spent a while struggling to get up (Lardy bastard) although I did ensure he stayed down for a little longer <.< I found it quite amusing, he thought picking on the quiet sciency kid would be easy or fun but thank shrek I'd done karate for a few years. The look on his face when I decked him was priceless. He didn't bully anyone after that, which is why I tend to lean towards more violent solutions for bullies. Smack the little shits so hard that their mother is going to cry for them, then they learn their lesson not to -blam!- around with other people for fun. Pavlov conditioning, at it's simplest :D

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        • Edited by Turtlenomad: 4/22/2014 2:22:27 AM
          I was bullied by the world, but now I own it.

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          • In middle school I was verbally bullied, because of my weight and whatnot, and I had no backbone at the time to tell to stop, so well, it got bad. Now I'm in high school (and away from those who mocked me) and I've made some new friends there, and all is well. Although, my close circle of best friends are all people from that old school, but they never really mocked me, and if they did, I would politely tell them to stop, and they would. They don't mock me anymore though, so it's all good, and we're all the bestest of friends. I can't necessarily share the same story as you, since I'm much younger and all, but it will definitely be interesting to see what the future has in store for me.

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            Personally I have not been, but I have helped people through extreme situations. It's rough, and it's no joke.

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          • Edited by Progo: 4/22/2014 2:24:41 AM
            *progo seal of approval applied to thread* Aye! I was homeschooled, and in any social situations with bullies of any age, I was too cocky to get picked on for long. So I guess I'm lucky.

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          • Tldr

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          • When I was a little kid, (like, kindergarten little,) there was this kid who was kind of a dick to me. Not a whole lot, but he'd sometimes say kinda weird things to me. Then, he started being a bit nicer to me, but I didn't know why. Soon, we actually became friends enough, played on the same baby soccer team and talked about Pokemon and all the other cool-ass shit back then. As we got older, however, the other kids were kind of a dick to him. The other boys would give their "PLAYGROUND TUFF GUY" shit to him, and the girls would avoid him like he didn't use a condom or something. Because I was basically his best friend, I of course took a little shit too. At the end of fourth grade, he switched schools, and I've only seen him one or two times since. I'll always remember him as one of my best childhood friends. (Also, I later found out that the reason he started to be nicer to me when we were little kids was because he had a nightmare about me and it scared him shitless. So I guess an alternative lesson learned was that even as a little kid, I was one spooky mother-blam!-er.)

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          • Beautiful thread, OP. The only bullying that ever happened to me was this weaksauce attempt at bullying me by these twin girls in primary school. I just laughed along with them and they stopped after a while.

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            • Some kids tackled my friend and I and threw pine cones at us in kindergarten. We all became friends the next year. It was weird.

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              • Early in school my reaction to being bullied was to hurt the bully. Worked pretty well. When I got to high school it got stranger though. Whenever someone started making fun of me I played along, but I knew that bullies lived somewhat normal lives, and I made sure I was always there when they were in no mood for games. When they failed a test, when they broke up with a girlfriend, when their parents got a divorce. I was always there smiling a wide false smile and staring into them with laughter in my eyes. I was kind of a sadist back then. I loved watching people writhe.

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              • Never been bullied.

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              • Probably the worst time in my life was between the age of 8 and 12. Had a psychologically and physically abusive mother to contend with at home, and a very violent school to attend as well (did your middle school police officer frequently arrest pre-pubescent teens too?). I was attacked by a student that I never met when walking home; I won that fight, but that was the only one I did...and it still didn't stop him from throwing a sawblade at me afterwards. But I guess that's more violence than bullying. I don't recall being bullied by classmates or students really, but I was bullied a lot by my so-called friends during that age. They took my trust & kindness and abused it; they would laugh at my expense, pull cruel pranks on me, lie to me constantly, steal from me. One even specifically went out of his way just to watch me suffer. I still don't have many close attachments to any friends today, and I think I'll never have a "best friend" again. Anyway, it's no wonder that as an 8 year old I did try on multiple occasions to kill myself. I hated everything about that place, and I would never move back there for all the money in the world.

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                • Sophomore Year of High School was the worst - an ex decided it was his place to tell some people that I was gay, and the message quickly spread to the entire school. At the time, there were about 7 other openly gay men and women at my high school, so it wasn't exactly a huge crowd - conservative Western New York for you. Got labeled the school slut (Seriously, I still don't get this one), few fights. It got to the point where I would hide somewhere during gym class because I feared going into the locker room, or the lunch room. Thankfully, there were a few people who didn't believe the rumors and remained friends with me, and in Senior Year I had a great opportunity to go to a local college for classes and internships. Now, I'm at college 200 miles from home, have great friends, and a boyfriend. So yeah kids. It does get better. High School is -blam!-ing shit, but it turns around after.

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                • VERY INSPIRING. THE WORST THAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME IS BEING TOLD STUFF OVER AND OVER. I ENDED UP BEING A BULLY AND I NOW REGRET IT.

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                • [b]DED NUT REED HUEHUEHUEHUE[/b]

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                • I once had some little shits throw rocks at me when I was in 2nd grade. So I threw a bigger one back. Got in trouble, didn't care. After that, no one messed with me. Even throughout High School. Probably because I was in ROTC and we were allowed to walk around with our decommissioned M1s, which we did on a regular basis because, "Fuc­­­k­ da police." Honestly, that was the most fun PT we had. Doing sprints with an M1 Garand across the football field. God I miss ROTC.

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                • this is how you stop bullying, all you need is a dog

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                  • Edited by Prototape: 4/22/2014 4:49:27 AM
                    In 6th grade some kids were harassing me roughly two days after my uncle had been killed in Iraq. I didn't say anything to them and just kind of let the frustration build up. Once recess was over, I approached the door to the classroom, ran in, and kicked the trashcan over towards their desks and walked to the counselors office. Obviously they got away without any trouble, and I was the one who got talked to. Apparently spreading trash all over these kid's area was a lot worse than harassing someone who just lost a family member, who knew? Otherwise, in middle school some kid came up to me in the locker room and twisted my masculine nips. Out of shock I kicked him in the stomach, and apparently his logic was I was homosapien for kicking when he was the one going around the locker room getting handfuls of man-tit. I still don't really understand that whole thing. Oh farm country public school. Once I hit 9th grade I transferred to a charter school. Those two incidents are really it. I got most of the harassment in elementary school, but middle school and high school weren't a problem for me other than the serial nipple grabber. People tried, and failed. I'm too nonchalant. I can look back at it and laugh now.

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                    • I wasn't ever physically bullied. Wen I was around 8-12, At home things weren't great and to me it just hell at some nights. Then at school my friends would fight and make me choose which friend to follow and I literally couldn't handle it after so much time. Not going into detail. I look back now and it wasn't that bad on the outside but growing up it was hell. I even started to stutter in 4th grade, literally came out of no where. Now, everyday wasn't hell so don't get me wrong. I was happy at times but for the most part back in the day it was terrible. Everything completely turned around for me when I was 13. Don't know why but it just did, out of my control. Then I began to get better and leave everything in the past. Still a shy person but better. That's my small story

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                    • In 9th grade there was a kid who bullied me constantly. He called me names, told me I was worthless, pushed me around, even got other kids to bully me when he wasn't around. One day he was pushing me around as usual, and I snapped. I had finally had enough of his shit and punched him in the face. He was caught completely off-guard, and decided I wasn't worth the trouble anymore. He still could have kicked me ass, but once he realized that I wouldn't just take it he stopped. The next day he approached me after school. I was sure I was gonna get the crap beat outta me, but nope. He apologized. He gave me a genuine apology. We're good friends now. As matter of fact, I'm hanging out with him tomorrow.

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                      • I was bullied a bit back in second grade I think. Was also a bit of a bully in first grade. When I was bullied in second grade, it was just a couple of assholes who would chase me around and throw me to the ground. Nothing too bad. Of course the school didn't do a damn thing to them from what I remember, but eh, whatever. And the worse I did was harass some people. Until I realized that I was being a jackass. So, I was never really bullied too much in school. Hell, I heard some girls call me cute back in second grade. Didn't think I passed as cute, but hey, I didn't complain. So school for me back then was pretty good.

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                      • I remember I used to bully a kid in middle school after being bulled myself in primary school. We actually made up, in the end, and were quite good friends by high school. Unfortunately, however, he doesn't go to the same college I do now.

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                      • Edited by PSU 975: 4/22/2014 4:28:05 PM
                        ITT: people complain Also, Highschool > The rest of life

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                        • Edited by Tsundere: 4/23/2014 12:15:09 AM
                          Well, I was physically beat up in school, by 'friends' mind you. I wasn't even different really, but before I was moved to a behaviour school out of mainstream school life, I was bullied, because of my ADHD. Which is a low blow, it doesn't mentally change me really. Nor physically, but I was turned on by everyone more or less. I fought back. Viciously, which only made the bullying heavier. But after my years from 3 to 6 in that school, I was given a chance back into mainstream an now I'm in year 11 on my last 35 days of school with predicted B's and higher grades. Living proof that you CAN get there. I also don't get bullied here, I'm respected for who I am and I respect others, I'm in full control of my anger and hyperactivity too.

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