I grew up doing what people tell me. Do this and do that.  At first, it didn't really matter to me. But when I was in highschool, the bullying got worse. Some of the people in my school began sending me hate messages on Friendster (an old social networking site just like Facebook), via text messages and paper texts (conversation written on paper). Not only that, but whenever I pass by I always got the Ew stares. Some rude comments about my looks, my clothes and overall about me. It hurt alot. It hurt that I haven't even done anything to them but they hated me.  I have no one to turn to at that time. My friends back stabbed me. There were rumors spreading about me. They said I was a slut, a flirt. I didn't know why they did that to me. The worst part of it all was when i wished to just die. I thought there was no hope at all. I cant tell anyone what they did to me because even teachers are mean to me. My bestfriend turned her back against me. I spent so many nights crying myself to sleep, asking why some people wanted to hurt you. BUT, there was this guy and he's a close friend of mine, he is the only one who never judge me. Even though I wear my heart on my sleeves. He always tell me to be positive, he always tell me to have hope. He always appreciates me. He tells me im beautiful even though some people told me im not. He tells me that im strong. I am proud to say that now, I began to stand up for myself. Yes, there are times when i feel like my old self is returning, I always remind myself that there are people like him to will always be there for me and that life is a beautiful thing. We deserve to be happy. We deserve to feel beautiful. I have a little sister, i always remind her to never bully others. To be always careful of the words she says. Because words hurt like being stabbed with  a thousands of newly sharpened knives. She tells me stories of her friends being bullied and i always tell her to be there for them.