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  • - Aim


    The bullying started when I moved to a new place, with a new language. I was 10 years old and I didn’t speak the language, because I was Dutch. It was already hard for me because I was bad at speaking the language there, and you started high school earlier than in my country. At first it went all well. The other kids were nice, but one girl started spreading rumors about me. I didn’t really understand what it was all about, but she was telling people that I threatened her, which wasn’t true at all. Nevertheless, people believed her and all of a sudden a lot of people hated me, even people who were much older than me. I always wore sweatpants and I was more childish than the other girls. Because of this I hung out and played with boys more than girls. People started bullying me for this. This eventually ended after a few months. But later, three girls in my class started bullying me. It went so far that my best friend came up to me and said that she no longer wanted to be my friend. I was alone. But after half of a year of bullying I told my mom about it, my parents went to school, talked with the teacher, the bullies said sorry, and it was over. People actually started to be nice to me and I was no longer the outsider. I think I was 12 when a group of girls started bullying me. They would bully me in school and after school. When they saw me somewhere outside they would come to me and insult me or even push or kick me. I didn’t want to go outside anymore. I was scared to go to school. Together with a friend, who was also being bullied by them, we did something stupid. We hacked one of the girl’s social media accounts. It was similar to Facebook. She knew the password, because she used to be friends with them and we sent mean messages to other people by using her account. This caused people to think that she was sending those mean messages. A teacher found out it was us by using the IP address. She called my friend and said that she wanted to go to the police. She said she wouldn’t go to the police if we would tell everyone that it was us who sent those messages. So we did, but my friends started telling people that it was my idea and that she didn’t do anything, which wasn’t true at all. So I remember staying on the schoolyard, 40 people or so were standing in front of me, even my friend. They were all insulting me, I felt horrible. It was also the period where a lot of things were going on at home. I had started to harm myself. The bullying stopped when I was 13 because I went to a higher level in school, which was still at the same school, but after a while people just forgot about it. The bullying eventually started again with other people this time. I hated Gym because if we had to make teams, no one wanted me in their team. They would even say, “No, I don’t want her in my team” or if I didn’t catch a ball or something they would be mean to me. I felt worthless. The teacher made a seating plan and I had to sit between two kids who were really mean to me. They both didn’t want to sit next to me and they would insult me the whole time. This made me unable to concentrate at school, have bad grades, etc. The self-harm worsened. My whole arm was covered with cuts, no one knew, not even my parents. I was thinking about suicide. I just felt like I didn’t have a reason to live. It stopped when I moved back to my original home at 16, everyone was nice, and I made friends, which I couldn’t believe. I never thought that I was seriously bullied, because I always thought that it was my fault and that everything they said was true. Even after the bullying I still have struggles because of it. I don’t participate at Gym at school, I get very nervous. I’m scared to say something out loud at school or ask something, because I’m scared that people will laugh at me or call me stupid. But I got help now and I hope it will get better. I make YouTube videos, where I dare to be myself. I hope I can help others someday by sharing my story.