When I was 10 years old I was being bullied. It sucks. I would be called nasty words and get calls from blocked numbers saying how dumb and stupid I was. It got bad. I used to have 1 call a day it got to 20 a day. My mom was with me and said, "Who is calling you?" I replied, "No one..." She was got mad then I told her the I was being bullied. My dad took my phone so the next call I got would scare them away. It worked, but they didn't get in trouble. Or anything. They though the other person on the line was being bullied. We knew who it was so my dad called her dad and her dad wanted to fight mine. He was like, "I will prove who bad your daughter was been to mine." He sees the phone bill and you saw all the calls. I was safe. I haven't seen her in forever which I am glad. It lasted a year. When this was happening people where being pushed away from me and I was alone... Then years later it happened to my friend. I was so upset because I knew the pain she was in. So I did my part. I spoke out, not for me for her.  I tried to keep a secret, but nope she found out. She was happy I told because no one wouldn't. All I have to say is if you help someone else out you will feel better to. It could be just getting there mail everyday, or help a teacher. Anything to help others will help you in someway.