My name is Holly i live in New Zealand. When i was 11 my family moved towns. I had to start a new school and make new friends. I didnt think it was going to be hard, i had loads of friends at my old school. I was wrong, from day one i was that weirdo new girl. I did everything wrong according to these kids. Played the wrong sports, wore my hat the wrong way, And it wasnt like i was from another country, my home town was only 15 mins away. I did make a few friends but that didnt help anything. When i started highschool it just got worse. There were so many more students and i was still considered an outcast. The friends i had made at intermediate were at other schools. I had one friend. Over those 5 years i was bullied. I had gained weight as i had become and emotional eater. I was pushed into gardens between classes because i wasnt "using the bus lane" i had ham thrown at me because "i was a pigs cousin" i was spat on. Students were switched out of my class because of the way i was treated but that didnt stop them. My only friends were those who were rejected like me. We were all picked on and we became great friends though the struggle, we never really talked about the bullying but we all knew how we came together. When high school finished i went on to do an art degree. I made friends and everyone loved me and embraced me. I came into my own, i wouldnt let anyone hurt me again. I'm 25 now. I have the best friends in the world. Im quirky and weird, BUT thats what makes me AWESOME. No one messes with me anymore, they know i wont stand for it. Those who bullied me became drug addicts, Teenage single mothers. And now, when i see bullying in public around me, i intervene. Because someone has to stand up for that kid, boost there confidence and show them the matter.