It was all last year. I was a victim of bullying. All the guys would call me a cunt or a skank or even a slut. They used to say how I was a bitch and nobody liked me, and even my family didn't care about me. I was nice to them, and had no idea why they were so mean to me. I didnt fit in with anybody really but two people. Two people who are my best friends and mean the world to me. They are the reason I never killed myself. I knew how much it would hurt them if I had taken my life. I couldn't handle it anymore, getting called a bitch, prostitute, skank, slut, sleazy, pussy, cunt, anything like that. I heard it all. I wore a skirt once last year, never again after that. It was long enough for dress code, so it was to my knees. I had a shirtsleeve shirt on, that nobody ever saw that day, I kept my sweater on so I wasnt showing my skin because I got called so many names. I'll never forgrt those guys and girls who just made fun of me every day. It was constantly happening. No hitting or physical harm done by them, only tormenting and verbal aggression. One day I got a message anonymously from somebody, it was telling me how I was worthless and I was wasting space in this world by just being here. It told me to go into the woods and hang myself because nobody wanted me here. Hang myself just so nobody had to go through the pain of me being In their preseance. I nearly did that. I wanted to kill myself. I didn't feel welcome, and I felt that nobody really did want me on this planet, and that I truly was worthless. That day I broke down, and I couldn't take it anymore. I cried and I cried, not knowing what to do. I almost did go and kill myself that day, but I didn't. I called my mother and told her I needed her to come home. I was on the phone with her crying, cuz I told her about the message. She kept me on the phone and made me keep talking so she knew I was there and wasn't trying to kill myself. She got home and grabbed me and hugged me tight and wouldn't let go. She was so scared that I was going to do something and she was going to lose me. She called the cops to see what they would do, but they couldn't do anything becsuse it wasn't a treat that the person was going I kill me. They couldn't see who it was who had sent the message either. All they did was told my mother to contact my school. She did, and nothing happened. Weeks go by and things are starting to escalate a bit more. The stuff they were saying were getting worse. I never told anybody though, cuz I didn't want to feel weak. I didn't stand up for myself either. I just tried to ignore it, but that didn't work. Nobody ever stood up for me, but once. Immediately that boy started getting made fun if for it, so he said he was kidding about what he said and he stared making fun of me. I called my mom at school crying saying I couldn't take it and wanted to go home. She wanted to know what was happening, so I told her and she called my school. The guidance counselor called me into her office to have me tell her what was going on. She told me not to go home because they were going to take action of it that day. They never did it that day. Things kept happening and my mother would continuously call the school till something happened. Nothing happened till about two weeks later. One kid was suspended for a couple of days, but that was it. The bullying started to stop, because the kids were called into the office. Finally the kids stopped that year. but now it has started up again with this year. I still get bullied by the one kid though that got suspended. Lots of the people who are around when it happens stand up for me though, and I stand up for myself too. Because of him bullying me, nobody really likes him. I think it's sad that nobody really likes him, but i believe that's just gods way if punishing him for all that he has done. I still don't always believe I fit in, but i try to fit in now, and each day I give it a little bit more effort than the day before. I am becoming popular now because I'm nice to everybody, how I stood up to all the bullies when nobody else did, and because of how I help people out when they are in need of help. I even have a boyfriend now too who I truly love. Even with all of that, because if the bullying I still don't believe I do truly belong here, but now with all the people I have by my side, it helps a lot. I look back everyday on what happened to me, and how lucky I am to have the things I have, the people I have around me, and the love those people give to me. being bullied made me stronger than I ever was before, and it made me the better person I am today. I'm not saying that good things always come out of bullying, because we all know that's not true, but because of all of it, it's helped make many people change for the better. if we all just come together and stand up to bullies, people won't have to suffer through he pain everyday. Every time some one is bullied, tell your school, a teacher, anybody. The more they will realize they have to take care of it. So don't just sit back and watch it all happen, take action and put a stop to this bullying.