When i was in the 7th grade a boy in my class kept bullying me. I always wondered what I was doing wrong. Then he started to pick on me in every class we had together. He stole my things and called me name. He also told me i was wothless and a piece of crap. The whole time I though it was all my fault. I thought i might as well kill myself to save people the pain of living with me. After the bullying got really bas so I told my parents. They called the school and my teacher was so happy i told someone. He stopped bullying me after. Then after that some girls that sat at the lunch table threw food at us. They made fun of us. We don't really branch out to people alot. I think they were getting bullied so they took their pain out on us. One was a guy and was like you all get your periods. Then they got in trouble.

In the 7th grade, we always get these new kids from another school. I became close friends with some of them. Now I'm in 8th grade. I guess I became more noticeable to some of them. One kid is making my life miserable. He always puts me down, he kicks me and hits me. One night, he texted me all this scary stuff saying I was going to regret something if I told someone. I got really scared. After that, everyone turned on me. It's like I don't even exist. My ex friend Tayler talks to the kid that makes my life bad. She always tells him everything I say and now I can't trust her anymore. A couple of kids told me I was fat, so I developed an eating disorder. I almost killed myself until my best friend stopped me. I'm still struggling and no one is doing anything about it. It really doesn't make anything better when everyone pretends I don't exist. I am currently on March Break and I'm nervous to go back to school because of what might happen. It might get worse, I'm not sure.

My oldest son and his school put on a play about bullying one evening. I went and recorded the whole play. I knew nothing about the play until the day before, so I was shocked with the content. The teacher said at the end of the play that each student was allowed to pick the part that they wanted to perform. Each student put a little of their own experiences into their part. Needless to say, I was shocked and angered when I realized that my son chose the part of a bullied teen because he had been bullied his entire academic life. In the play, he dies from a bad heart. My heart died when I found out what was going on with my own son. He never let on that he was being bullied. I'm not ashamed to say that I cried during the entire play. Then I got angry. First with him for not telling us, then at the fact that he was hurting so much. As someone who had been bullied all my life for one reason or another, I knew what he felt. Now, I'm trying to put out to my community that we need to put a stop to this, without any success. I've tried going through law enforcement, which is laughable at best. Please help me and my son get the message out to our community. Thank you.

I am a parent to a beautiful, smart 12 yr old daughter and a handsome,smart 9 yr old son.  My daughter a has a rare muscle weakness disease and is unable to do things like normal kids. She unable to run, jumb, go up and downstairs or even walk long distance. She uses a walker and a wheelchair.  She also has her own style. However, she has been bullied by other kids since she was in 3rd grade when her disease has worsen and she has gained weight.  She gets called names and has even been pushed out of her wheelchair along saying she don't belong in public school. They say she needs to go to a retard school.  I have been to the principal about this and counselors and all they say is to ignore it.  She is now in middle school and it has continued only this time it is about 5 girls doing it.  She also has some boys that tell her she is ugly and she won't ever get a boyfriend. I have talked with the principal and they have talked to the kids that are doing it. I hope it works but we will see.  I have noticed her self esteem has changed and she just likes to sit in her room and listen to music. We have her go and do things with us as a family but I know she would still wants that friend she can count on and hang out with.  I am so scared and terrified for her. I try to talk with her and let her know how much we love her.  I want her to be happy and succeed in life. 

I am an educator at a major university who has been fighting bullying since high school.  I was blessed with athletic ability and an ability to lead.  I was also blessed to adopt Dr. Martin L. King as my hero at the age of 8.  My belief in Dr. King and what he did made me want to lead and to do things for others.  With him as a mentor from afar I was able to stand up for those who were picked on, to lead by example, and to be a voice for the voiceless.  As a H.S. senior who was Captain of the Football team, class President, and a member of the Gymnastic team I befriended a guy in our class who was gay.  I walked with him in the hallways, sat with him at lunch, and made sure he was included when we hung out at parties and over the weekend.  In the beginning I caught some flack from other jocks, I caught flack from other friends, but I didn't care (And mind you, this was 1978).  This kid was as "cool" as anyone else if they'd only give him a chance.  Slowly but surely things began to change, my new found friend was beginning to be included in things he'd never dreamed of in the past.  As time went on, and people began to see him as a fellow human being, he became just one of the other kids.  By the end of the school year he was "in".  I am proud to say that this is the type of work that I was called to do and continued to do to this day.  In the end, when we come before our maker, I am convinced she/he will not want to know how much money we made, or what degrees we earned.  She/he won't ask the size of our home; the question that will be asked, and we all should be ready to answer is, "What did you do for others?" 

Im in 7th grade and I have a dream. But there is a story to my dream, and not all people have a story like this, I got lucky. I usually didn't get bullied. And when I did, I had my best friend  to stand up for me. Well just three months ago he moved to Indiana. And when he left people started making fun of me. Making fun of me because I'm only 60 pounds. People calling me toothpick. Coming up to me, grabbing my arm, and saying sarcastically "do you work out?" I had know one to stand up for me. My dad just said they were teasing me because they liked me. But he has MS, so what does he know about bullying now a days. Whenever I got bullied, I would get angry, I would want to punch them in the face, but I knew that wouldn't solve anything. It would jut end up with a long boring talk in the principles office. One day, they were making fun of me, and this one kid comes up is starts defending me. But, he was so calm and he sounded nice and he didn't offend the bullies. He simply said things like "oh come on guys, give him a break," and, "Come on guys, now your just getting a little mean." His voice and words attended no harm to the bullies. But when he said that, they all stopped and started saying how they didn't mean to hurt anyone and how they didn't mean to hurt me. They never really said sorry for bullying you, but you could tell they felt a little bad for bullying. I was lucky, I actually had someone who stuck up for me. When my kids go to school, I don't want it to be luck that they have someone to stick up for them. I want it to be natural. That's my dream.

Goodbye. This is a page I created to pose as my friend. Im sorry I lied. But, I felt like I did something right. So I`ll leave this page and never come back

Hi, I'm Lexi. 

I'm thirteen years old, I'm bi-sexual. Only my mom, and close inner circle of friends know. I guess since i'm posting this everyone will see it, But oh well! You would've found out sooner or later. I've been bullied basically my whole life, It's mainly been verbal bullying. I put myself out there and act like I'm stupid, Which i'm not. I'm not a cheerleader, Or a gymnastic girl, I'm not a runner, I'm not very active. I have a huge heart though. My brother's been in a recovery center twice now. He wasn't here for new years because he was there. He plays a very big part of my life. I love him to death, He's always been there when I needed him. I have five close friends, Other than that I honestly don't like people. I can only pray for the day when this world becomes better. 

in 7th grade i came out to being gay. I lost friends and eventually made friends but those who stuck by my side are my family now. In our school we witness every type of bullying and we constantly Rise our Voices to be heard.Now we are planning an Anti-Bullying Assembly for the whole school to see. The 5 of my friends including I are hosted this entire event. Ive been inspired to be a motivational and inspiring speaker and now my chance to make a difference is here! Keep your friends close and Rise up if you ever hear or see bullying!

I was just a normal school student. To everyone I just existed like most kids. I never did anything wrong. I didn't call people names or talk behind their backs. One day, something went wrong. I don't know what I did..but it happened. People started spreading rumors saying I slept with some guy and had sex with him. People were talking behind MY back. they were calling me names. One day, I wrote a note saying I was going to kill myself. My teacher gave it to the counselor and I had to go home that day.