I was born and raised in Hollywood, California unit the second grade. The summer before third grade my family and I decided to move to Portland, Oregon. It was definitely a bit of culture shock. I remember the first day at my new school as if it was yesterday. I met a very nice girl named Amanda who I ended up becoming best friends with. Along with her, I also met some not so nice people. There were two girls who will remain unnamed, but they bullied me for how curly my hair was, how I talked, how I dressed and everything in between. It got so bad that my family and I decided to get the teacher and principal involved. We were all told to sign a paper saying that the two girls would have no contact with me for the rest of the year. That made moving and the new school extremely hard for me. And now, I have a younger brother who is in the sixth grade who is getting bullied to the point where he eats lunch in the bathroom. I try and tell him to ignore them and not worry about it, but from personal experience I know how bad it hurts.