I was 14 and in 8th grade, there was a guy that I liked and we started hanging out and after one night that we had hung out rumors began to stir around our school and my little hometown. His older sister didn't like the rumors that began so she and her friends began to spread nasty rumors about me. I would be harassed at school and they even started calling my house and telling me that they were going to beat me up and that I should kill myself, even telling my mom that I should die. One night when I was out seeing a new movie with my friends a girl that was friends with the boy (Willy) older sister (Danielle) approached me after the movie and threatened to kill me and beat me up and wanted to fight me, I was scared to death and started to cry and I wanted to run away. None of my friends helped me or had my back or stood up for because the girl (kandace) friends said that if my friends jumped in to help me that her friends would jump in and fight all of us. I finally talked her out of it and as she walked away her friends yelled "You aren't going to let that whore get away with getting her face beat in?!" after they said that she came running back at me and pulled my hair and began to punch me in the face and just would not stop hitting me I put my hands up on her neck trying to push her away but it didn't happen. There was a huge crowd of people there just watching and wanting to take pictures of a "girl fight" I screamed at them to help me but no one came, finally my best friends boyfriend ran over and pull kandace by her hair to get her off of me. I hugged him and thanked him, I could barely breathe from my crying. I pulled away and I saw on his white sweater there was blood and my mascara all down the sweater. I went to jack in the box across the street ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror and saw my face. I had a black eye, cuts all over my face, and swollen bruised cheek, and busted fat lip, and blood everywhere. It took about 3 days for the swelling to go down. I spent the night at my best friends house since I was so scared to tell my mom. When I came home on Sunday I showed her what happened, we called the cops and reported the fight and they took care of it and so did the school. I could not leave my house for 3 months because I was still threatened. I wanted to die and just leave all the pain right where I decided to die and not have to feel it anymore, I didn't want to be terrified to go to school. Finally I became so scared of going into highschool the next year my mom decided it would be best if I moved down the hill to my grandma's house. The bullying didn't stop there, another friend of Danielle's her name was Jamie and she didn't like me because of all the rumors that had been spread about me. Her and I finally did fight and I did win and after I stood up for myself and proved that I wasn't going to take bullying from no one and that I knew I could defend myself, no one bothered with me, it was finally done and I got to enjoy my last 3 years of highschool without and problems. It is hard to move past what people said about you but every time I thought about dying I didn't do it because I thought f my family and true friends that would miss me and I didn't want to put sadness into their life. I hope my story inspires someone to not go through with suicide. You are stronger and more beautiful than any bully in the world!! <3