In 6th grade i got bullied all the time. At lunch at school on the bus. I never thought it would get better. On the bus was the worst. This guy I kinda liked would make fun of me. He would say things like: ugly, that i was a guy. But the thing was that he was dating my BEST friend. i would only sit in the set behind them because she was my friend and she wanted me to sit by her. I never acted like it hurt me in front of them. I don't think that she noticed it hurt me. I didn't talk to anyone about it until one day i was at recess with my other friend, and i told her about it. I said that "i don't want to be here anymore." She took what i said as that i wanted to kill myself. She told her mom, her mom told her grandma (who works at our school) told Ms.Griffin (shes the principle). The next day i was in class and Ms.Griffin asked to talk to me I said sure. We were in the office and she asked me if i was suicidal. i was like no why would you think that yea i get bullied but i would NEVER harm myself. She called my parents just to let them know about it. My mom was crying and my dad was upset. They took me out of school for the rest of the year, which was like a month or so. I begged my mom to go back to this school for 7th grade. I thought it would be a new year the kid that was saying things moved, and it wasn't. At the start of the year it was okay then, everyday at Stem this kid started making fun of me. He was my Best Friends new boyfriend. They would always hangout and I would hang out with them. Witch is not the best thing to do but i did. So one day we were at Stem and he started calling me names. I turned around and asked him why he was such a jerk. He said "I don't know". I was like "then why cant you just be nice." " This is the only way i know how to make friends" he replied . Then i walked away. Soon after that we became friends and everything is better.