My family first moved to where we are currently living when I was in the 8th grade and my younger brother was in the 3rd, in 2008. We live in a small county in Virginia called Lunenburg. There are 2 elementary schools, one middle school, and one high school for the entire county. We were both teased endlessly because of our accents (we just moved from northern New York) and because we were the "New Kids". After a while people got used to me and quit teasing me for a couple years but things only got worse for my brother. He quit talking to my mom and me about it, telling us things were fine but I could hear him crying himself to sleep at night. His birthday came and mom told him he could invite 10 people over for a Halloween-themed party, his birthday is at the beginning of October. Only one little girl came over. My brother and this little girl, Brice*, became best friends. Brice's older sister, who is my age, moved back in with their mom my sophomore year of high school, Nick and Brice are in 5th grade now, Brice's older sister bullied me non stop, telling me to kill myself because the world would be a better place without me, and go home and tell Brice about it. That's about the time Brice started bullying my brother. Year after year, the worse Brice's sister picked on me  the more Brice picked on my brother, and got boys to beat on him. I just graduated high school and this past spring Brice's sister shoved me in the hallways and slashed my mom's car tire. My brother finished the 7th grade and has people calling him and sending him texts, constantly calling him gay and telling him not to bother living anymore. My mom is trying to move us out of where we are living but can't quite yet. I'm very worried for my brother because if it weren't for him while I was dealing with all of this I wouldn't be typing this. I want to be there for him because I don't ever want him feeling the same way I did.