Im going to start my story from when i was in preschool. In preschool i had heaps of friends i felt famous and known, but then i dont know what happened everyone got seriouse about school in grade one? i was left out i guess i have always been the type to not care and have fun, but when i reached grade 2 things started to realy take effect, the first sign of bullying is when someone took my tuckshop money, but that was just the beginning, afterthat people started taking my stuff, chucking my bag around, calling me names, shoving and pushing all of this was in 2nd grade, i didn't really think much of it i thought they were just mucking around, till it started getting worse in grade 4 when i got put into a composite class. My first day in grade 4 i got put next to the bully and on the first day she stole my glue, my hb pencil, and my eraser,of coursei cried i hate when people take stuff that my mum has given me, i felt terrible, even though it was not my fault, then later on this bully girl started yelling at ause she had no friends, and being the peme, nick naming me, laughing at me, saying i was fat, and most of all humiliating me. Then when i was in grade 6 the last day, because bully was leaving the next year to go to high school, she annoyed me as much as she possibily could, i ended up staying at the office that afternoon. When i started highschool in grade 8 i was scared i had no friends, and bully went to the same school, again. I met this girl who was crying on the first day, and because of the way i am i helped her out of how i wish i didn't, bully n.o 2 punched on the way to school one time and it all went tumbling down after that. She pushed me, hit me, punched me, picked on me, called me names, told the guy i liked that i liked him, and left me with one other friend who is now my friend she is my longest lasting friend i have gotten. I will be truthful i tried committing suicide 3 times, retaliated a few times, and embarrased the hell out of my self by crying, im not really strong, but i am a true believer that bullying should be stopped. I still cry to this very day and it has been 2 years and petty stuff still goes on like, shoving, naming calling, and laughing. It really hurts me.