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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

A relatable non-fiction tale of one of my middle school experiences on bullying

Reminder: It’s a new day.
Reminder: Ignore it. 
Reminder: They are just words, you are here for an education, NOT to make friends.
4th period was always a struggle for me. All I wanted to do was get in, do my work and get out. Of course this was a school that “didn’t tolerate bullying”, there were posters stating as such all over the place, but alas it was an unfortunate case of false advertisment and if I was in any position to sue them for it I certainly would have. But how am I suppossed take on a judge and a jury if  I can’t even handle a tyrant of a girl and her insignificant words? 
I sit in my usual place in the back left corner and try not to notice when she enters. Of course that was kind of hard when the very second she enters, her eyes peirce through me, past my hair and skin, beyond my skull and right into the very core of my brain. I get to work. 
Top right corner
First name Last name
The whispering and laughs begin. These don’t bother me as much as they did in the beginning and that may be due to the fact that I realized there were worse things she could do, like tell my at-the-time boyfriend that he simply MUST have been desperate to be dating me with me standing right there. Even telling me in deep detail, and in front of the entire class, what my flaws were. 
Keep working. Do your job. Focus on your work. The laughing gets louder, as does the “whispers”. The words “stupid” “ugly” and “cry baby” form and peirce my ears. 
Of course I have tried to tell the teacher and he just sends me to the AP’s office, or rather, the AP’s assitant. She gives you a not-so-reassuring nod, hands you a form and sits you down to fill out a statement. When you’re finished, she promises that they will get to it as soon as they can and sends you back to class to suffer. By this point, my file was bulging with unread, ignored, pleading statements.
I can’t take it anymore. I stand up and go to leave the room all the while holding back hate-filled tears. 
“And where do you think you’re going?” He asks.
“Anywhere but here” I reply.
It takes me all of 5 minutes for me to turn around and get the teacher to understand that it is not the best idea for me to stay in that class. And then
“Oh let her leave, no one wants her here anyways” she says.
“Oh go to hell” I reply.
Then I leave. I walk amongst the hall till I can breath again, then I return to class and sit down as though nothing ever happened.
I’m not sure wether the teacher understood why I left or maybe he simply did not care, but I never received a concequece for either action. Then again, maybe he knew that he didn’t have to punish me, maybe he knew that she had it all taken care of. The very next day, it started all over again, except that this time, I didn’t fight back tears, I didn’t leave the room, I just sat there and took it.
My only job was to do my work. I just sat there and took it. I could have ignored it, but I just sat there and took it.

Submitted: October 06, 2014

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This short story I can relate to, because my whole school year I was bullied. I finally realize that they aren't worth it. I finally stood up to them. So I really get it

Mon, October 6th, 2014 1:38am


I'm sorry that you had to go through that, but I am glad that you realized that they weren't worth it. This story is mainly just a little blast to the past for me. every word is true and something I have experienced. I posted so others could they weren't alone.

Sun, October 5th, 2014 6:49pm


I think a lot of people can relate to this. Even though some cases aren't as server as others everyone has been bullied at one point in there life's. This was really well written.

Mon, October 6th, 2014 4:29pm


Thank you! And I just want people to know they aren't alone. Something they can relate to. Your comment means a lot!!!

Mon, October 6th, 2014 1:15pm


This is definitely something anyone whose been bullied can relate to. My only critique would be to space it a little more, but it might just be me :)

Sat, November 15th, 2014 5:36pm


Thank you for taking the time to read and comment! I do agree with you on the spacing, however it was my first time using the site so I wasn't aware of how it would look after. haha but again thank you for reading and commenting!! Please take a look at my other works, they are all fairly short, and comment on those too!

Sat, November 15th, 2014 9:46am

Fire Willow

Reading this made me want to magically teleport into your story and... and... do something about it! Does this still happen, or did it stop?!

Tue, February 24th, 2015 1:04am


Yes it stopped only because I made it stop. I no longer allow anyone to hurt me in those ways and i finally stood up for myself. You cannot change what has happened in the past but you can prevent it from happening to others. Whenever you see someone else getting bullied help them just by showing them that they have a friend. be sure not to do it to others or, if standing up for someone else, that you don't become a bully yourself. Thank you SO much for taking the time to read my work AND comment on it!! Please, If you don't mind, reading some of my other works and telling me what you think about it.

Tue, February 24th, 2015 8:38pm

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