I have been the victim of bullying ever since I moved into my house in the second grade. throughout elementary school, the other kids picked on me because i was quiet, and I toe-walked so that made me weird. every new kid in my classes was apparently told by the other students not to hang out with me because i was social poison. I had people run their bikes into me, push me down, hit me, and spit on me. At least I can say that the elementary school I went to actually did something about these incidents when they happened. Once I got to middle school, it was a different story. Not only did the school really not do much when these things happened, the bullies found that they could use the administration to torcher me further. All that I really had by the time I hit middle school was my one friend, and my reputation as a great student, and these kids knew that I had decided that as long as I had that, I didn't care what they did to me, i wouldn't let it hurt me. The kids began making completely false reports with the dean's office, and so many times, i nearly got in trouble for things that I didn't do. I remember so many times over the years sitting in that office or talking to a teacher, or religious official and being to the point of tears trying to explain whats really going on with this. By the time I had reached high school, things had settled down to just the occasional incident of the false reports as well as many comments about me being "mentally retarded" because toe walking was a sign of things like autism and some of the students found out they could use that fact against me and call me that, despite the fact that I made mostly A's and B's. it got to the point where I felt like If I didn't get the higher grade and prove myself to them that I knew that I would be called names like that. I got a break from it all in 10th grade, however since I had to get surgery to correct the condition of my toe walking and some of the students felt bad after finding out that I physically couldn't help it towards the end, others I guess no longer saw me as the weird one. By 11th grade, however, the bullying had picked back up, all culminating in the ultimate offense against me when a young lady at my school had been caught with prescription drugs, and all she had to do was tell the dean that I gave them to her and the dean believed her. she had two of her friends put in fake witness statements, which was apparently enough for the school system to decide to start the expulsion process.  The only evidence against me were three witness statements in which the stories seriously did not match, despite the fact that where they said it had happened there were several cameras that would have definitely caught it if I had really made the transaction that I was accused of making. The case could have been stopped at the dean, or the principal, or the superintendent, but no one chose to speak up for justice and say that there just isn't enough evidence to do something this serious to this young lady, but none of them did. I saw a copy of the evidence that was presented, and the witness statements were it. My bullies had succeeded in their goal, and the lack of any real action on the school boards part is why they did. At this point, i am taking different avenues to finish high school and get my diploma, as well as now trying to spread the word to the best of my ability about this sort of stuff. I got a lucky break in the end, but not all of the students do. i am now in a wonderful school where the people who work there care about nothing other than the students and providing them with a safe and productive working environment for getting their diploma. I am now just 2 months from graduating.