In 1st grade this guy used to bully me. He would step on me and laugh when I got hurt. Sometimes he even touched me. And everyone would just do nothing. One time he stubbed the back of my foot so hard it was scraped. Stop Bullying!
Hi, in my school i once got bullied by other kids saying bad things to me and revealing my crush. but now they moved and corona started so i never get bullied. a year later i got cyber bullied, in the game a guy follows me everywhere and ruins the game, he left and never chat me again, so that’s my story.
I was bullied because of my teeth and smartness and all I did was react and when I got tired of it I told a teacher. so stop bullying and don’t be a bully.
I stood up for a friend on the bus then they picked on me and my friends they went to the head of the school three times! then with help from the school we are friends now but sometimes he is still mean.
I myself have experienced bullying as a victim/target and as a defender, and once as a bully.
Being the victim of bullying, I was the misfit of the class. The bullies have called me names because I was different, they called me “loser” “idiot” “psycho” and “faker.” When the adults aren’t there they make fun of me, and they spread lies, rumours and gossip towards me. They forced me to do their seat-works and quizzes in secret, and they if I didn’t do it we wouldn’t be friends anymore. And I was too desperate for friends, that I didn’t realise they weren’t real friends. They ghosted me for hours, then when they need help I always hear “Hey again, bestie! Um… Care to help me out with something?” And if I refuse they start calling me names, saying I’m a bad friend, and that I don’t deserve their friendship. I definitely didn’t want a friend like that. I was too shy to admit to my parents that the bullies harmed me, hurt me, and humiliated me. But I had enough of how they treated me and my friends.
And that’s when I took a stand as a defender.
I learned that It’s not my fault. Not one bit. No one deserves to be bullied. And, even though it’s never my job to fix what’s happening, there is a lot I can do to take action towards it. The first thing I did was to tell an adult right away. It’s not tattling. Being hurt or harmed, is a big deal. I needed someone I can trust on me and my friends side. I have the right to tell. So I told my parents and one of my teachers about it. After telling them the whole thing I asked “Do you think I should fight back?” They said that if I ever feel like fighting back, I shouldn’t. Trying to get even with someone who bullies is never a good idea. If I fight back, the bullying will likely become much worse. And the other adults may see me as part of the problem. After our talk they said “Thank you for telling me this. I just want you to know that your words matter.” Later on, I encouraged my friends to tell their parents so that they can be aware of whats happening. Now each time the bullies try to make fun of us, ask us for something, or call us names, I just told them to stop, then walked away from them.
Now that I’m done talking about my experience as a victim and as a defender, this is my experience as a bully.
When I was Grade 1, it was my first day in school and I had trouble fitting in. I didn’t know my role and I didn’t know how to make friends. When I entered class I met a bunch of new people, in which one of those became my future enemy. He was mean and he made fun of me. Sometimes when the teacher wasn’t watching he would imitate me, or mutter bad things about me. This is where the cycle began. I was so sick of his tricks, that I did the same to him, with the imitating, the gossip, the names. Later on he stopped doing it because he was hurt. I didn’t stop, I still wanted revenge and I even bullied some other students. I wanted revenge so much that I broke one of his things. I didn’t confess and I didn’t tell anyone.
Later on, he told my advisor about it. He said “Miss! Miss! Somebody broke my ruler! And I think I know who did it…” The advisor then said “Now, now, let’s not have any suspicions. It can be anyone.” I started to sweat. “If you know who it is, please tell me. And please confess if you did it. If you don’t confess soon, we will use the CCTV to find you.” After class, I walked to the faculty to tell my teacher I did it. I told her “Um…..cher po, I’m pretty aware who’s the one who broke the ruler po…” She asked “Oh, really? Do you care to tell me?” I then explained that I did it, and why I was a bully at that time, I told her that I truly regretted it.
She then said “Oh, okay po. Thank you for telling me. You know, bullying is a cycle. It goes with one bully to another, then another, then another, then another. You were a bully victim who turned into a bully. He could have been a bully for a reason. Home problems, family problems, support problems, emotional problems, and more. He hurt you, because somebody hurt him the same way. And you hurt him because he hurt you like that. Hurt people, hurt people. I suggest you tell him you did it, and why. Apologise to him.” I did what my teacher said, and I was surprised to see my enemy turn into my friend. He said “I know you did a bad thing, but I understood why you did it. I was bullying you because I was a victim myself. I just needed a way to cope with it. I’m sorry.”
I then said sorry to everybody I hurt, and me and my classmate eventually became friends and we both learned from that situation.
To be honest, bullying has had a big impact on me in many different ways. As a victim it taught me that a true friend is someone who treats you equally, and someone who treats his/her inferiors nicely too. I learned as a defender that it is never too late to take a stand for someone you love. And as a bully I learned that hurt people, hurt people, and sometimes hurting others is not the solution but friendship and a support team is.
when i was in school there was this classmate i had, i thought he was my friend when really he wasnt. he tapped my shoulders and he did a hand signal to me that meant something bad. I wasn’t raised like that and so when i went home i told my dad and mom. They said that they were going to school the next day to talk to the teacher.
when i was 8 i was with my friend k we were telling another girl how rude she could be but what we didn’t know is she was bad about it she got mad and called me mean names made faces when i was around because i had braces and my hair was curly so she would make fun of it.
I am a nerd🤓And I am the most bullied kid in my class and maybe even the whole school but I don’t know. Kids say I’m weird, ugly, stupid, annoying, and mean. But I know that most of the kids are just saying that because they were or they are going through a lot. And I also noticed a lot of kids alone are very nice but then when joined in a big group they all start to bully me when with the popular guys. I moved from my old school to a new school to avoid this. It helped a little because I used to come home sobbing but now I have learned how to get used to it. I tried trying many ways to solve it like telling the teacher but that always ends up with the kids making up a completely made up story and the teacher believing that and not be so then I’m like whatever. My parents can’t do anything about it. No friends can help figure it out because they’re just as puzzled as I am. Right now there is no way to directly solve it but there is a way you can help. And I say don’t bully nerds or anyone for that matter. But people seem to be obsessed with bullying nerds so don’t bully.
I was new and this boy on the bus was very popular and he would come up to me and bother me and when I tried to stop him he would tell everyone on the bus that I was very mean and to stay away. Everyone then would bully me. My 3 other siblings were not that helpful. My older sister was too shy to talk. My little sister didn’t sit close enough to hear me and my little brother would bully me with the other bullies.
When I was in 4th grade I got bullied from a kid in an older grade than me everyday after school he would come to me and bully me until I told my dad about it and my dad helped and the bully did not bully any more so that is my story thank you for reading it bye.