I’m Hayley Marchman, and I was bullied my entire life for being "the fat kid". I didn’t start ridding the bus until 9th grade because I was afraid to be Left alone with all of "my bullies" and only one adult. I was always the country girl that did the same things all the boys did but I never had just country friends. I was friends with everyone except my bullies. I always walked out of the room in the middle of school because of people whispering rude comments to me and I was always the one being suspended or put in detention for standing my ground because the teachers would just tell the other kids "go stand outside the door" or "don't make me send you to the principal" they never actually did anything. So I would stand up for myself and I was punished for it. Kids would call me the Jolly Green Giant, Wale, and a lot of vulgar names. I was bullied so much and had so many people turn their heads away from me that I became violent, I would fight people, I would throw things, I would be just as vulgar to them as they were to me. I dropped out of high school 2 weeks into my 11th grade year because I would sit in the bathroom crying, cutting, popping (popping a rubber band on my wrist), and all I could do was call my mom. I would sit in the bathroom for an entire class sometimes even 2 classes and cry to my mom and she had to work, she couldn’t just leave. I was dating a guy and people would ask me "how much are you paying him to be in a relationship with your fat a**". After that my mom and I decided that I would drop out and I would get my GED. Life went on and the guy couldn't handle the humiliation of me and dumped me. I get made fun of, laughed at, people stare all because I am who I am and can't change that. Currently am 21 and still picked on. I have 2 people that have threatened my life and still do to this day, and yes I have called the cops several times on both people and tried to get a restraining order against the other, but because they are verbal and face to face or over the phone I only have mine and my fiancés word against them. I have moved to another town to run from these people but they found what town I'm in. It hurts that I am afraid to visit my family because these people are "watching me" or "have people ready to kill me and my fiancé" and I have no way out unless I leave the state and my family. I wish someone would listen to me so these things never happen to anyone else but because we are not their own children, we don’t matter.