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  • - Catrina


    It all started in the middle of sixth grade. One girl that we will call —-(I know sounds stupid) anyway in my first class she would call me pretty and the next class she would throw erasers at the back of my head. When I turned around she would say, ” What are you looking at ?” I would think what the heck you literally just called me pretty and I said the same thing back, but I would just look away and she continued on and on for months. I really wanted to punch her right in the face but I don’t like trouble so I just kept my mouth shut. I sat across some guy and he would call me ugly I became depressed and suicidal. I hated it all I wanted to end everything. I told my friends then they told the counselor and I talked to her and I felt a lot better. Soon the girl was home schooled. I forgot to mention something about —-, she hated one of my friends, and she knew I liked her, so I think she tried to hurt me to see if my friend would help and beat her up. My friend got suspended and when nothing happened I guess she enjoyed it after a while so yea and then when I came back to school for seventh grade in September it started again, but different people call me the devil and it may not seem bad but once when we were lining up for library some guy stepped away from me and whispered, “I don’t want my soul to be eaten” that sent people into laughs. I, however, was embarrassed and the teacher did not do a thing. A week or two later I had an excuse to leave my class for a group I have on Wednesdays during my last class and on my way there a guy and his friends walked up and he said “hey guess what?” He through an eraser at me and hit me in the corner of my eye, and as I rubbed it, while holding back tears; they walked away, laughing. I live in the country and I have dogs and once in class I picked a flea off my skirt and killed it and then a girl saw me so she told the rumor spreader and let’s call her cece and so she spread a rumor I have bugs when I don’t I mean sure that was once but I live in the country and anyone could have a bug on them and she spreads rumors about people she doesn’t like for attention and I hate it and the teasing and bullying still go on and before school I promised myself I wouldn’t become depressed and suicidal again well, I just broke it so yea they say teachers will help yea right my friend told the principal along with teachers about cece but nothing happened so now I only trust my family and friends . WelI, I hope that this story will help others feel they are not alone.(cheesy line coming up I’m sorry) things may or may not get better but I will be your friend and if you want you can tell me your story and keep in mind you have my full support.