I was born in Richland Washington June 17, 1994. 5 years later I moved 10 minutes away in Pasco. After I moved in Pasco and was the new kid started getting bullied. nobody wanted to be my friend and the ones who would had tI pretend they werent. I had my arms twisted and I got pushed around. Nobody liked me. This went on from first grade to eighth grade. I had rumors spread around me. Got called names in the hallways. I used to have to eat my lunch in a bathroom stall. People said I cut myself and I had people even attempt to chop off my hair. I got called a dyke cause I preferred to have short hair and people just judged me. Middle school was the worst cause I got teased non stop by practically everyone. I have gotten spit on. You name it. Many times I wanted to die and just escape it because I thought it would never end. But after freshman year I made a bunch of friends and I finally realized there was nothing wrong with me. That I was strong and I was not going to let the bullies win. I needed to live to stand for the silent.
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