When I was in first grade, there was a kid named ----. He bullied me over everything; from my looks, to the teddy bear I carried around(and still have!). He was going to do everything to make first grade horrible. Then one day.. he kissed me. That was my first kiss and gosh, if I could slap that kid a million times, I would. Fast forward a year. Second grade to the end of fourth grade; there was a guy, different one named -----[purposely leaving out the name]. He made fun of me for everything. Anything I did was "lame" and "stupid" and he was just plain mean. In fifth grade things calmed down though. I made friends who meant the world to me! A lot of the kids who had always bullied me or been horrible to me were at a new elementary school. My school was Two Springs Elementary in Nebraska. The one a lot of them moved to, once it was built, was Bellevue Elementary. I list these schools to show the horrible conditions they have and ignore. My current school, for 3 more days that is, is Lewis and Clark Middle in Bellevue, NE. I find middle school worse. I was diagnosed with depression during 6th grade and during 7th, I lost my 6th grade best friend and even today we don't talk often. In seventh grade I was the one who was friends with everyone and my bestbestbest BEST friend began ignoring me at the end and once 8th grade came by, I was all alone. I struggled with living and I cried everyday. Out of no where though, during May(now) I started feeling.. happy. My medication seemed to work better than the ones before it. Now, I've gotten more sad. Going back a little bit, once I entered middle school, the boy who bullied me throughout elementary school was back. A week ago he got in my face, again, and I completely LOST it. I slapped him but immediately started to freak out and hyperventilate. Now, as the year is closing, I'm moving. I'll be started on a new slate in another state and I won't see him ever again(I hope). But, I'm standing up for what I believe is right and that is what counts.