Ever since I was a young child I have been bullied for various reasons. At first I thought they were just jokes and went along with it. This included being called short and stupid. It got to the point where I was called ugly and a waste of space. When I was in 6th Grade I finally decided to prove people wrong, that I am really smart not stupid. I got a good grade which led to worse insults, being called a nerd and they name a side of a table after me "the nerd side". From 4th grade till half way through 7th grade I was in a foreign country and because the bullying got so bad I decided to move back home where I wasn't treated badly. But I was wrong to think things would be better for me there. I ended up being physically bullied; dragged over tables, beat up and also emotionally bullied. For months as soon as I got home from school I locked myself inside because the people around my house were waiting to hurt me. After 6 months I packed up and Moved country again. I made best friends and everyone treated me like royalty, till one day I decided to tell my secrets, all of them, to my best friends and they went and told everyone. During all the bullying in 8th grade I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. As I sit here, being a 9th grader, writing this all I want is to take my life.