When I was 8, some boy in my class decided my name (Corinca) sounded like King Kong. From that moment on I was King Kong, king of the monkeys. Everyone in my class thought it was a great idea to join him, so every break the boys would start and call me names, pretending to spray flea spray on me because I was a monkey. Some girls thought they only could be popular if they joined the boys, so they also called me names.

When the break was over, 1 girl would stick up for me (she thought because she was nice to me she would be liked), so when we were back in the classroom everyone was nice to me. No teacher ever noticed.

When I went to high school, I was very insecure. I didn't know how to have real friends. The first two or three years it was hard for me to believe there were people who actually liked me!

Being bullied was really hard on me, but I am really happy there are people in this world who help you see there is a better way to associate with other people.