I moved to a new neighborhood when I was 8.. I was the shy kid and I didnt have friends.. I met some people that I thought was pretty cool. I started hanging out with them for a while. But then they turned on me.. They started bullying me.. They called me names like ugly, fat cow, and every cuss word in the book. They would beat me up in the backyard everyday. But then they all moved. I was now 10 and I was on 5th grade. This girl spread lots of rumors about me to the whole school saying I was mean but I wasnt. It got so bad that I wrote a note in my journal saying I wanted to die. But it all stopped until I was in sixth grade.. I met this boy. I would never talk to him. Like never talk to him. He started being mean to me then. It got so bad that I was afraid 😨 to come to school. But then the uear ended and now that brings it to now. Im in seventh grade now and I'm 12. The bullying got worse. It got so worse today that I cut myself with my own pencil. I couldn't take it anymore. But I hope itll get better, I just hope..