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The Truth Hurts

Nobody's Listening

I was 14 years old. A boy with the name of William smashed my face into a wall. Multiple people were looking, nobody moved. The hit could've been fatal and my head was injured, still nobody was helping.could've been fatal and my head was injured, still nobody was helping.

"They Are NOT Worth It"

I was sitting on the bench alone, when the bell rang. I ran to my locker to get my books before class. The locker room was crowded with people, everyone was pushing through to reach to their lockers. I opened my locker and a pile of papers fell on the ground. They were papers filled with drawings and curse words describing me. Everyone surrounded me, some giggling and some throwing in some more paper to add on to the pile. I felt extremely embarrassed, I didn’t know what to do. When my friend walked in the locker room she saw the chaos and immediately approached to help me. She picked up all the papers at once and walked towards the trash. She aggressively tore the papers into tiny pieces and threw it in the trashcan. She then grab my hand and walked me out the locker room. On the way she told me “they are not worth it”. That day I understood that a true friend will always stand by your side no matter what situation influences.

Staying Strong

A Good Friend?....

When I came to the new school, I was so excited to make new friends. After a while, I was friends with a girl. I followed her everywhere. She seemed really nice to me but after some months, she started acting secretive and ignored me. She made new friends and I still followed her around everywhere. I thought she was my friend but actually, she wasn’t. Once, another girl asked me how I find the school and people here. I told her about how my “friend” was acting weird and ignoring me. I found this out later, but the girl actually told my “friend” that I called her names. I never meant for anything bad to come out of this. I made a big mistake by trusting the wrong person. My “friend” then came and talked to me about it. I told her that those were my feelings at that time. I did not mean to hurt her, but she won’t listen and she made a big issue out of it by telling all her friends. Luckily, my teacher noticed it and she recommended me to the school counselor. I started visiting the counselor once a week and telling her how things were. Till the end of the year, I was almost alone and had no friends. Teachers knew about this situation and when we had to work in pairs, they'd choose everyone's partners if not I'd be alone. The girl then found out that I was visiting the counselor and she started teasing me about it and making fun of it online. I told the counselor that and she suggested that I try apologizing, because it might be a case of misunderstanding. I tried that and I was on a group conversation when this happened. Her and her two other friends then insulted me and made me look like a fool while I was apologigizing to her. After the year ended, the next year when I went to school, I didn’t look at her, make conversations with her at all. Now I have new friends who are nice and comforting.

In elementary school I was bullied by this girl and she was taller than me. She often dared me to race her in running, and I won most of the time, which she didn't like. When I won, she'd throw sand or small stones at me. I had many friends who helped me through it, and I mostly laughed and walked away. Even though I 

smiled, it still hurts. Later on, one of her friends tried to become best friends with my guy friend, and she would often talk to him while ignoring my presence. However, my guy friend continued to ingnore her. Still after that, they both started calling me names, but I stood strong and I now have awesome friends who are there for me .

Without a Knowledge

"The Cage"

I was a new girl in a school, and it was my fifth school. Everything was going well for me; I had friends and everyone was nice to me. At that time, gossiping about people was a trend, everyone just needed to talk behind about some else. So, this website 

called "the cage" was a place where students would write what they had in their mind. One day, my friend sent a message saying that they had written bad things about me. I was surprised...I didn't know people hated me so much and for no reason. I felt bad after reading all of the things that they had written about me. I barely talked to anyone for a few days. My friends cheered me up and supported me through the end of the year and i just didn't cared what the others said about me.

I've been bullied multiple times since an early age. Intimidation and leaving me out of the group was what happened. I have two nationalities, therfore I am half. When they'd asked me where I'm from, I'd only say one nationality, the one in my passport. Still people didn't think I was from that country and made fun of my speaking. My English was better than my mother toungue, and I guess it made them jealous of me. They called me names and excluded me in anyway they could and it made me feel bad. When people stopped bullying me, the issue of bullying became known around the world. At that time, I didn't even have the knowledge about bullying. I was unhappy of what the other kids did to me, but I was even more upset that schools brought up the topic of bullying at a later age. However, I've learnt that believing in yourself and not worrying about the others will repel the bullies.

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