I was always a little different in grade school. I live in a small town where everyone knows everyone. I'm a pretty smart kid. I'm not just saying that to sound conceited either. I have maintained straight A's for as long as I can remember. Back in elementary school, I used to get teased for it. From anything like "teacher's pet" to "suck up". I didn't think much of it and just shrugged it off. As I got older, new people moved into my neighborhood. I got teased by these new people. I was called bad words on a daily basis. I reported it to the teachers at school, and to my mom at home. The girl got in trouble but she didn't seem to care. She kept going. It's like getting in trouble motivated her more. Eventually she stopped and eventually I forgot all about it. I was in 5th grade and wanted to move on. By my 7th grade year I got teased every once in awhile but I tried not to listen. This is my 8th grade year and my very worst. I had lost my best friend this year for a few short months. She said some very very very mean things about me. She spread rumors about me, called me names to my face and to other people, said nasty comments online and the list continues. As well as dealing with friendship drama, I got chased home one night after a high school football game. The girl who chased me home wanted to beat me up. She posted a death threat on facebook the next morning. I had no clue what to do or where to turn. Over the last few months, I've started talking to my friend again. She apologized and realized that I was right. She was being a bully. We grew past things. I never thought I would be one of those people caught up in drama and bullies. I was. I still have 4 years to go. It's going to be a tough ride, but I know I can make it. You can to. My story isn't too bad, but someone out there somewhere can relate even in the slightest bit. Sharing my story should empower you. Hopefully you realize that you can make it through.