My name is Rita, I'm from Portugal and I have now 15 years. From the very first moment I startes first grade, I knew I wasn't quite like the other girls. I remember crying on the first day because they were making fun of my hair for being curled instead of straight like the other girls had. I remember sitting with the boys playing with pokemon cards while the other girls changed their Winx cards woth each others. But, it all got worse. I was on seven grade, when I made a big mistake. In my head, I was trying to help but everyone saw me as a rat. They called me fake, ugly and a slut. They waited for me to leave the class, surrounded me and called me everything you could imagine. Some said that they would beat me to death, even older kids. I was the joke. I had no friends. Then, it went to the internet. 4 of them made a chat on facebook called "The Court" and added me. They said the court was crated to judge me for being a freak and a bitch. At first, I left the group. But then they came to me at school and called me a coward and they threw me onto the floor. That day, they added me to the group again and I didn't leave. They found out that my parents were divorced, so they made sure all school knew. It followed me to home, I started having a serious proble of anxiety, I didn't eat and started cutting. I had one friend that knew that. He said once that he liked me and asked me to date him, but I only saw him as a friend. So, they tolled the girls that were making fun of me in the internet that I cut myself. Once again, the whole school knew. When my parents finally found out, they grounded me for cutting myself. They took away my facebook, so the girls started making fun of me on twitter and on Ask.fm. I stopped cutting myself, but the bullying continued. I was so afraid of they starting beating me, so I begged my parents to take me off that school. It only stopped when I left that school. It was the worst year of my life. The year after that, I finally could be myself in the school I was. I could say to everyone that hey! I'm a girl, I love star trek, I'm a gamer, I read comic books and I have a collection of various action figures! And it was ok. But, my parents didn't like the school. So I moved again. Now, I'm finishing ninth grade, and I relapsed and cutted myself for 2 months because of thinking that I could tell those people who I really was. But I couldn't. Now I am ok, my scars faded away and I have a few friends. I'm going to change to my sixth school and I'm praying for that it'll be ok. I'm on medication for anxiety now. I am only 15 and I suffered so much. For everyone who's out there that had similar problems, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.