Im a 13 year old girl in 7th grade . And i have a story i would like to share . Here i go , it all started when i was in 3rd grade . I thought that living would he the greatest gift ever recieved . I thought that it was all about happiness and joy . But as i grea older i realized i was completely wrong . Yes there are some times where youre happy and you feel the joy . But there are also times where you just dont know what to do . Theres are fears and horrors that feel like real life nightmares . I was a little girl , not knowing what was right from wrong . I had just earned myself an honors roll medal . And i felt happy , i felt smart . But i never knew that you could have gotten bullied for that . Thats what happened to me . I would win medals and ilder kids would come up to me pushing me and telling me i was a nerd . Yes i became alittle unhappy but i didnt mind . Because i knew that it would all one day just go away . In 3rd grade i would get picked on for being tall , and chubby . They would say that i didnt belong in this world because i wasnt in other girls league , i wasnt popular and i certainly wasnt skinny . It went on for the rest of 3rd grade . Then came 4th grade . I still got picked on . I still got called names . And i still didnt mind . Then came along 5th grade . Wow , 5th grade . I wouldve thought that 5th gradr would he a great year . New friends , feeling older , wondering what the future would bring . But lots of those dreams were just dreams . They stayed dreams and never came true . In 5th grade i broke my arm because i got pushed down the stairs . Nobody really seemed to care . All they did was laugh and tell me that i deserved it . At that point the not-minding thing wasnt there anymore . It all got to me , i started having insecurities . I began to cut . Thinking it was the only way out of my problems . I thought if i cut they would leave me alone and i thought that i deserved it . Teachers and some of my friends noticed my arms . I would get called to the principles office and i had to speak the truth because i hadnt told anyone what was happening . Not even my parents . And so the truth was spoken and i got put into therapy for a couple of weeks . It didnt help at all . There came along 6th grade . It sorta got better but at the same time it got worse . People stopped bugging me but also i began getting cyber bullied . I just couldnt take it , i tried commiting suicide 5 times . I never suceeded . Which sucked because i really thought i didnt belong in this world . I kept telling myself "one more time , itll get better" . That was the only thing i told myself to keep living . It Kinda helped but people got to me . Now that im in 7th grade i dont get picked on as much . And the cyber bullying stopped . I am very relieved that i still get to wake up and feel healthy . I now have friends and i am cut-free for a year and 2 months . All i gotta say to whoever is reading this and has gone through similar problems like mine , is that you should never give up . No matter how hard it is , no matter the problem . You should never give up . It may seem hard but if you really try it will get easier . Youre beautiful in every way possible . Stay strong , and never give up ❤️