So here's my bully story. It all started when I got separated from my friends. I had no one there for me. So I was entering the worst years of my life. I went into middle school. I had so much stress on my chest. I was a punching bag. Physically and emotionally i was getting this abuse. It started because of my hygiene. It was very low because my mother could never afford hot water. So i could barely shower or brush my teeth and they would make fun of what i would wear. It was a daily thing and these emotions were built up that i never wanted to see that school. Never again.. I missed a total of 3 months of school. I told my mom some other excuses why i didn't want to go. Then I was transferred after i broke down to her telling her the real story. She broke down with me. Then the rest of my year went smooth. After barely passing the 6th grade. The second week of school, my mother got a call from the office saying that "your son is in our clinic and has been hit in the face by some other student." She rushed there. She saw me breaking down. I told her everything was alright. She never thought it would be happening again. I just had enough that day, I cried for a couple of days. I never rode that bus ever again. But after a good five years from those incidents. I still cry because those are scars that are forever going to be with me. I just want to vent to you guys today. Well good luck with your project. I am going to be supporting you from now on until the bullying stops!