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  • - Taylor


    It all started on a Monday at school. I noticed that morning that none of my friends were talking to me, and if they did it was very short and forced. I had to leave school, but then I came back at the end of the day and sat down next to them. They slowly got up, one by one, and then congregated on the other side of the room. They began talking about me. However, the next day people blocked my locker, tagged me in nasty Instagram posts, and started talking behind my back and ignoring me. I went to the principal and he said he would stop it the next day. He became sick, so that didn’t happen. My first two classes of the day aren’t very structured so, they all sat with each other in the back and did the same exact thing as before. I left the room crying and went to the office. The counselor let me work in the office the rest of the day. Every time I would go into a classroom to get homework, I would get asked, “Where are you going? ” in a snotty way. The principal was out until after spring break, so a teacher and the counselor “took care of it.” My parents and I decided to keep me home until after break because I would go home in tears. It is after break now and a couple of days ago there was a meeting with the 3 main girls, their parents, my parents, me, and the principal. It was supposed to be so that our questions would be answered because we have no idea why this is happening. Well, it didn’t turn out that way. They lied their way out of it and the principal believed them. The principal told them that if they felt like they needed to apologize to me, then they should. Two days later and I still have gotten no apology. Nothing has changed at school. No one talks to me. They all look the other way. The only people that do talk to me keep telling me to keep my head held high, that they are just jealous and want to put me down. Well, I’ve been trying to, but my head is falling. Nothing is changing. “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can never harm me,” is a saying that is false. It’s the exact opposite. No one understands how bad words hurt until they’ve been hurt by them. My school has one hallway. It only holds about 150 students. Everyone knows everyone. I used to be one of the popular girls at school in that popular clique everyone knew. Those girls in that clique were the ones that turned on me. I am now an outsider and have no idea why. I wish I knew why I was being treated this way and why my principal won’t do anything about it. I know that this isn’t a physical bullying situation, but it is a mental emotional one.