I am a sophomore in high school. My bullying actually started in second grade. I was the quiet one, the girl who could never stand up for herself. This one kid and his sister always gave me a hard time, day by day. It got to the point where I didn't even wanna go to school anymore. I ended up moving but it didn't end there. In fifth grade I was the only hispanic in my class when I moved to Missouri. Girls would forever be telling me that I didn't belong there and that I needed to go back to my "cave" in Puerto Rico. The most horrible year was 6th grade. I remember sitting at my lunch table with my friends just minding my own business when the 7th and 8th grade girls started laughing as they threw forks and food at my friends and I. It seemed to never stop. They'd push me in the hallways and call me names. One day it got so bad that they all surrounded me threatening to "kick my ass". I used to go home crying almost everyday! It was the most horrible experience of my life. I honestly can't even begin to contemplate the fact that human beings do this to other human beings. It also bothers me that the teachers and or faculty don't do anything about it, they just "handle it". Well I say enough is enough and it's time to stand up and make a change, even if it does take one person at a time.