From my 4th grade year until now (23 almost 24) I've been bullied. I have always been a curvy girl with curls as big as my curves and not to mention, my hair is red. I've been called every name including Ronald McDonald. I nevEr told any adult. But come second semester of my freshman year, I became critically ill to the point I was put into a medical coma. Everyone at first assumed I tried to commit suicide but I had a rare infection called subdural empyema. All of a sudden, the whole school starting fighting and praying for me to pull through. But when I over came the odds, and went back to school, I was alone, again. But you know what? I was put on this earth for a reason. I may not know it yet, but I will soon. And so were you! Don't give up the fight! Tell someone! Tell someone who will fight for you and with you!!