I was always getting left out and talked about by my cousins. I still get left out till this day. I was called a stick in the fourth grade. Then I was called fat as I got older. Im glad my mother taught me how to be alone. Cause if she didn’t I would get my feelings hurt almost everyday.
I am getting bullied almost every day to the point I have to tell a teacher. I don’t like being a tattle tale so I try hard not to snitch on the person but when you bully me over and over again it gets frustrating. I am always getting bullied by the same person. He is the main person bullying this school and he picked me.
This girl named A sometimes calls me bad names. Sometimes she hurts me on purpose. But it feels nice to tell my story. I hope A doesn’t stay at my school, she harasses me. I have two amazing parents who are helping me report my troubles to the school. My brother is very supportive. Once she called me a bad name and I got super sad, I told the teacher, but I was blamed.
I think people should be treated with kindness and respect. A reminds me that I need to be a good person.
My best friend always helps me through everything. She’s my human diary, her name is N, I tell her everything, She always helps me. Thank you for reading my story!
i was made fun of because the color of my skin
I get bullied because i’m short ALL THE TIME
Once when I moved to this school a boy and his friend kept picking on me, they called me fat and hit me even though I’m a girl and my teacher said boys can’t hit girls. Nobody told on them cuz they wanted to stay popular but one day one of them got caught kicking open the girls bathroom door so the principal put him in trouble, so I told them about the other boy and the office dealt with him too. Now the teacher keeps an eye on him and he’s not allowed to talk to me also they gotta use the office bathroom instead.
Hopefully other people getting hurt also can be brave and tell an adult.
in kindergarten there was a kid named jack and when i first came to the school he just pushed me around and stuff so i told the teacher and he got in trouble. in 1st grade we became friends but in a blink in an of eye I’m in 4th grade now and I’m 9 years old.
So my friend we’ll call him j for privacy he loves to slap me every time I see him and he is very loud and I tell him to stop constantly but he never does:(
The time i was Bully it was when i was 5.
At my school, my classmates bully me all the time. I never want to go to school, but I go anyways.