I was bullied from elementary until now. In second grade I was new in the school I attended. Nobody like me or wanted to be near me. The same happened in third grade. Nobody would talk with me or even see me. The next year we moved to Saline. My eyesight began to fail, it became a problem. I got glasses and was so proud of them, but my class mates weren't. They bullied me for it, trying to rip them from my face as they laughed at my deteriorating eyesight. One boy chased me and sexually harassed me as the teacher laughed. Another boy had a liking to pulling my hair so he could color the strands with my markers. One girl led the whole class to make fun of my clothing, stuff we could barely afford at the time. In fifth grade, my single-mother was in love with a happy man. He had kids of his own with whom we were very close to. Without marriage to tie us kids together, we still felt as though we were siblings. But it ended when my brother-to-be died in a dirt bike accident. I was bullied after that, the class vegan swearing at me for my food choices. Classmates swearing at me for choosing their lunch table, though it was the last one available. Kids threw rotten food at me in front of teachers. The principle did nothing as mom and I begged for help. It calmed down until my freshman year. Up until then it became name calling and just rumors. Nothing else happened. Well, besides that time kids told me I'd die in a DUI crash. They didn't know my stepdad blame himself for the death of his son, didn't know he'd began heavy drinking. My freshman year, I had a boyfriend. He had asked me out the previous spring. He became a mentally and sexually abusive partner as the year went on. I was called a whore for what he made me do, he stole from me more than I had expected. He raped me even as he isolated me from every friend I had made. Now, as a sophomore I struggle to make up for the times I tried to kill myself and the infections I got from scratching gaping holes in my skin. I can't express that I like anyone without them judging me for what the one boy did to me. I can't give up anymore. Because my baby sister, she's being bullied and harassed. She's cutting and trying to kill herself now. There's no hope left in this demonic world. Nobody can see the vile people in this world. Nobody cares...