The Cause Of Bullying In High School

Four years ago, halfway through the seventh grade year, I attempted suicide for the first time. The cause of the attempt was nothing except for the fact was that I was severely and heavily bullied throughout seventh and eighth grade and I was not emotionally stable for any of the events that occurred.
The bullying started from a close friend, Elise, who I had been friends with since elementary. I had grown up with Elise and together I had experienced many of life’s wonders with her. Elise and I were inseparable, until as most friends do, her and I had started to drift apart as I gained more friends. I had always naturally been a social butterfly and people tended to be lured into the friendly and welcoming aura I put out. Due to the fact …show more content…
The schools random drug searches and unwillingness to help the situation were not the only things that came from these rumours. Approximately two or three weeks after the rumours had spread and I had ceased my friendship with Elise, there was the first occurrence of what I had discovered had been bullying. It was just meager words thrown that carried an unnecessary amount of weight for a thirteen year old girl, figuring out her sexualtiy and attepmting to fit into the diverse social scene predominately white. After the first event which I had left thinking it was an one time event, several more occurred over the next month, daily tauntings and sometimes physically assaults. I would get kicked, punched, and slapped around by both boys and girls. It gotten so bad that I would run home crying and would fake illness so I would not have to go to school and face the bullies. I resulted in telling my father about the bullying when he saw a bruise left by one of the bullies. He told me to ignore the bullies because I was better than all of them. With this new motivation, I stopped skipping school and continued to excel in my classes and ignored the constant …show more content…
I was walking home when I was dragged to the side of a building, blindfolded and raped. I do not remember anything that occurred. I do not remember if I fought or if I screamed of if I just accepted the fate bestowed upon me. Three hours after the rape, I ingested an entire bottle of sleeping pills, my father’s prescribed pain pills from his back surgery, and whatever concoction of prescribed medication was lying inside the medicine drawer. I was unsuccessful in my first attempt and awoke in a hospital with my stomach being pumped. Refusing to give reasoning behind the attempt I was taken into Mary Lanning, the mental hospital in Kearny, where I stayed for three days recovering. Upon arrival back at school, another rumour followed that I had been missing due to an impromptu abortion that had occurred due to all the apparent sex I was having in order to support my drug