I used to be bullied a lot throughout school. When I moved from Virginia to Kansas that was the beginning of it. The kids did not like you there unless you were A.)Athletic, B.)Rich, C.)Had parents that were well known in that town, D.)Popular and etc. I was none. I did play sports and had fun but was never the best so I was in a way you could say picked last. As time progressed and I went from 5th to 6th grade I was really getting tired of all the being picked on. I had a girl who by the way was new in 6th grade and right off the bat was immediately popular, she would pick on me by waiting till I walked by not paying attention and would say "hormones huh." I had really bad acne back than. Yuck indeed. She did it for weeks until finally I went to my mother who was a cook at the school and told her what was going on. Little did I know that my mom had just made acquaintance's with the other girls mom who also worked at the school and she liked her mom. So my mom had told her about this so called girl picking on me and the other girls mom said "when you see her point her out to me, I will say something." But the other girls mom didn't know that it was her own daughter. So when my mom pointed her out to the other mom, the other mom was like "Oh my goodness, that's my daughter." She was very upset that her daughter was doing that. And ever since than she stopped. Sometimes it wasn't always easy just telling my parents what was truly going on in school because I didn't think that they would believe me or do anything. The bullying towards me got so bad that I threatened a girls life with threatening life notes and destroying her locker. Since my mom was a cook for the school they had to be there at early hours of the day before school started to prep things. So I had come up with the idea to go with my mom every once a while to the school so I could have access to her locker. It first just started out as me just putting gum and mean notes, not threatening, in her locker and tearing all of her books and pictures up. This went on for about a few weeks. Than it became where I was making threating notes and putting them through the slit at the top of her locker. I had gain access to her locker combo through the office by saying to them that I had forgotten mine and needed to look it up. And they believed me. But instead I looked hers up. And when my mom would take me with her in the early morning I would tell her Im going to my locker and that I'll be right back. Which was true to a point. The other girls locker and mine were right across from each others. No lights were on in the school, which made it pitch black for no one to see. Perfect time to do it I thought. Well apparently the threatening notes had gotten back to her parents and the police and so her mom started working at the school. These are two totally different stories between the two girls. Little did I know that the police had gotten involved until it was too late. They had caught me on camera one early morning when I went with my mom to the school. They hid the camera right up in a window above my locker in the music room looking down at her locker. I was later called to the office and later was revealed the tape and footage. I was suspended for a few weeks. I later came back and nobody wanted to talk to me. All except for the friends that were just like me. That had been bullied through school. But now, I went through school, graduated and became a hard working mother and wife way later on. And every time someone would say something mean to me I got right back at them. Not physical or violently. Sometimes it was verbal. But this is not the answer for anybody and everybody. My point is, tell someone. Stand up. There ARE people that will help.
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