I grew up in a very small town. One where everyone knew everyone else business. My bullying started in 2nd grade when I spilled milk on my pants and of course everyone thought I peed my pants. And it started with name calling like pee girl and mean stuff and I didn't say anything at that time but by middle school about 6th grade things got worse. It went for name calling to ignoring that I even existed and pushing into lockers, tripping me in the class when I was trying to get my desk and stealing stuff from me. And I did speak and they talked to the kids and that all that was done. So they stopped doing in school and started doing things on the bus like throwing things, hitting me and I reported it and nothing got done. I went to my parents and still nothing got done. It finally got to the point where I started walking home instead of the bus. And I remember being very depressed and lonely because I literally had no one else to turn to and I felt like the whole school was against me. It was very hard to make thru but halfway thru 7th I moved schools and things got better but even after those years of bullying I still have self esteem issues and I still don't trust people like I should. It's very hard and I wish schools would do more to help kids who are bullied.