Hi, my name is Daniella,  i'm 14. I was bullied since the secondgrade, at first I didn't really understand what bullying was until the 4th grade. The first I got bullied was the 2nd grade when everyone called me fat and made fun of my clothes. All I thought was that they were just being mean but little did I know it was bullying. Then from there it got worse, In the 5th grade everyone started making fun of my weight. Then that’s when I started to feel depressed and insecure, I started to wear clothes to cover up my insecurities, it didn’t work. Sadly from there it got worse, I was then in the 6^th grade judged by my religion, weight and skin color. I tried to ignore it but it wouldn’t, luckily my dad got a new job and I moved schools hoping for a new start in a new school, but again sadly I was wrong. In the 7^th grade I got more depressed and more insecure, then cutting started when I was 13, I ran to the bathroom during class and cut myself. Today now in the 8^th grade though I’ve cut a few times this year, I’m currently doing better and recovering. I hope to get better soon and get rid of my scars. Though I hated when the really mean girls would call me things like: bitch, emo, fat, and fag, those words only made me a stronger person :).