I was bullied from fifth to sixth grade. In fifth grade it was on the bus by four other kids, one of whom is one of my dearest friends today; and in sixth grade it was by a girl who I thought was my friend.

 In fifth grade I had things done to me by my best friend like her putting her hands on her head and acting like a robot saying "LOSER ALERT. LOSER ALERT. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP." until she found me and said, "DING. LOSER DETECTED. DING!!" And I've had my backpack thrown into the street by her and another girl, me being the monkey in the middle until they just took off the keychains and threw my backpack and it's keychains in the street and ran off. I told my couselor and she said she could do nothing because it was too late in the year.

 In sixth grade I had an awful friend who when I tried to stop hanging around she spread a rumor that lasted for a year and a half. I've cut myself and seeked help and there was none but shame and I was a bad person.