Whenever I moved to a new place, I faced new bullies

We moved every few years. Every move brought the hope for something different but usually was more of the same: being picked on. One place I remember smiling faces and kids saying I was "swell" as they used their hand to gesture the word by holding it out then making it go limp as if to have someone kiss the top of it. I soon learned the hard way that it wasn't good to be "swell!" High school was a blur of bullying including being asked to a dance but it was a big joke. I am not sure how other kids make it through bullying without having friends. Luckily, wherever I lived, I always had a few close friends. Friends can help get you through anything. I don't think I ever told my parents, especially the experiences earlier in life. It would not surprise me that many of the parents do not know about their children's experiences with bullying until it has already gone on quite a while...

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