In 8th grade, I was bullied. I had a good life, and great friends, or so I thought. One day I just walked into school and none of my friends would talk to me. I didn't know why. It turns out the rumors had started, by some of my closest friends. They said I was a lesbian and made fun of me because I had never kissed a boy, and I wasn't a "bad girl" that people liked. I was different. I had strong faith and I wasn't afraid to admit it. No one really liked that. Nothing was said to my face, it was all said behind my back. No one would talk to me. Only 2 people. I would usually sit with my teacher during lunch because no one wanted to be with me,and I wasn't dare going to eat alone. My parents knew, they did everything in their power they could to stop it, but the school just didn't do anything. I felt hopeless. Everyday they would just sit there, I would be the topic of their conversations. I would get annonamous phone calls repeating rumors that were said about me. It got really bad. I was really depressed. I remember actually wanting to die. But then I found hope. I realized that people did care for me. I got so much counseling, and now to this day I am a better person and I want to help everyone. You WILL and you CAN get through this. So if you're being bullied, STAY STRONG. Ignore the lie when people say "You're not being hit, or touched, or punched." No, it's still bullying. It was all emotional for me, and it still hurt. I will never forget the pain that I had.