When I was in 5th grade my mom moved to weymouth and i had to leave all my friends and go where I knew no one.  The second week of school i was sort of picked by the popular girls in my class. I felt very happy and proud that i was now "cool". Over the course of the year boys made fun of me because of my hair and my weight and it made me feel horrible. But i didnt say anything because i didnt want them to think I cared what they thought of me. The next year I decided that was going to change. Because of puberty, ew, i had a growth spurt and lost alot of weight and also began to style my hair. That year went by very easy without any bullys. But there are still mean people and, because of the internet, alot of ways to make fun of people without saying anything to their face. In seventh grade I created an ask.fm which was not a very good idea. Instead of funny, sillly, or intresting questions people asked me, anonymously, very rude and hurtful things that weren't even questions. I deleted most of them but at one point it all just got to me. I anwsered them and instead of making me feel good for letting it out, i felt worse. I went to school feeling worried about my appearance, and then got home, looked at all the mean questions, and cried till my parents came home. Finally I decided it was best to delete the account and the link on my instagram. I started to forget about what people thought of me and now I really dont care! Im happy that i deleted the account and got away from it all.