My family moves around quite a bit, so I've never really had the chance to make any friends. Yet I've always seemed to be able to make "enemies". Kids would always taunt me for the way i dress or the musik to which i listen. They'd also make remarks on my accent and my speech problems. I was born in Italy and currently live in America, and nobody seems like they'll let me forget that I'm an outsider. The first time i was bullied was when i lived in France. A group of kids i didn't know came up to me and called me a freak. Nobody had ever done something like that to me before. I'd seen it happen, and I'd stood up to the bullies... But nobody seemed like they cared. The kids kept calling freak. I went home crying. I was about seven. But, the worst bullying I've ever seen is in my new home, in America. I'm seventeen currently and people have pushed me over the ledge. Freak, weirdo, monster, devil spawn... The names seem endless and i resorted to cutting myself. The first scar i ever gave myself was the word FREAK on my left bicep. I try harder to stop the bullies now since i know that empty feeling you get when somebody tells you to kill yourself.