My Junior year of high school is probably the first year i can remember that haven't been bullied. My experiences go all the way back to what i remember of kindergarten when i used to play on a hill alone with no one, at the bottom was a bunch of older kids... to me they looked like high schoolers, and everyday i used to run by them down the hill. They would call me weird, smash anything i made or played with and would encircle upon me and tell me to leave the area. Lucky I developed a friend and we did so much together and even went to the same summer camp, but one day he was a complete jerk to me. He pushed me called me names, wouldn't even acknowledge me I cried right in front of him and the entire camp, yet life went on. When I was in elementary school I usually played by my self and people make fun of me constantly, i had few friends *though they were good ones none the least*, but often i would cry when bullied. Things didn't get better infact maybe worse... I hit puberty. People got aggressive and kept excluding me, worse they made sever fun of my acne.. calling me rudoff and clown nose to the point i felt so horrible I popped the pimple... I still carry the scars to this day, and can remember the intense pain from the popping all the way down to clearing away the infection out of my nose. Worse yet people started to pick up on my dyslexia many still to this day... *thank god for spell check to lessen the blow* I still cry sometimes over the pain i have been dealt with because of it. The worse part was when i spelled dictionary well Dick N Hairy and an entire class and even the teacher laughed about it... The teacher knew of my disability and I found it funny when the kids "apologized" I became the largest social outcast in the school, lucky one of my other teachers was always there to help me. I still look up to him to this day! ALso my friends started growing i would say after 7th grade things started going up. Eventually i entered high school Freshmen year was the worst! I joined the lacrosse team which was not only filled with new bullies but also the old one. To sum things up i cried after practice, I tried avoiding school and sports was forever lost to me and dang i was good, but because these people i vowed not to play competitively but instead society to help others who experienced the same. Sophomore year i was lucky only to run into some minor bulling, and have that chance to enjoy life more and more. Now in junior year, while yes i deal with exclusion a bit, I know now i have a huge amount of loving friends to back me and face any challenge i have.... *I LOVE YOU MY DEAR FRIENDS AND ALWAYS WILL* I LOVE PEOPLE AND WANT TO KEEP PUSHING MY BOUNDARIES SO I CAN HELP OTHERS