The school was small so everybody knew evrybody. I was bullied but not like Paul Logan”s bully who taunted him with name like “nerd, geek, loser” ( Logan page 9) The bully I had was a bit more subtle like a cat before he pounces. I did not even see it coming .They would insult me to my face and leave before I even realized what had happened.…
Anyone that has been or still is being bullied can relate…
Rafael Coutinho April 16, 2018 Analyzing Varied Responses in Adolescents to Bullying Activity Bullying (repeated peer victimization involving a real or perceived threat) is an increasing concern in US schools in recent decades: 20% of youth were bullied in the past year. Serious adverse effects of bullying occur on the social-emotional wellbeing, academic achievement and health of the affected student. Such consequences and the disruption to the learning environment have led to the implementation of bullying prevention programs aiming to positively alter school norms pertaining to bullying by addressing the behaviors of teachers, bystanders and victims. Amongst other things, students are advised to immediately inform an adult, walk away, request…
I was never really beat up but I was picked on and tormented for everything from my brother to the cloths I was wearing to my athletic ability to how well I did in school. Starting in fourth grade I was made fun of daily because I wasn’t good at sports. While I was in fifth grade Kelsi had a fit at school and a bunch of rumors began to spread around. Within a day, I began to hear stories about how she flipped out and it began to grow into this huge outlandish story. I was constantly bullied for that and I lost a lot of “friends” because of it.…
I am Elizabeth Taylor, I am a senior at Mission Springs High School. I am seventeen years of age. I am the oldest of seven grandchildren and three siblings, so you can imagine how much pressure is on me to be the “perfect role model” for the younger generations. I had a pretty good life, if I could say so myself. Besides my Dad deciding to take himself out of my life simply because my family wasn’t enough for him might have been a bit of a downer, but other then that life is good.…
Journal #3(Elementary School) From the first punch to the final insult, elementary school was by far the worst experience of my life. I remember being physically assaulted all the way back in kindergarten, taking punches from two imbeciles named Anthony and Carmelo. The teacher never did anything to stop the bullying, all she would ever do is tell them they weren't being nice. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that no one would help me; after all, it's human nature to turn the other way when confronted with a conflict.…
I didn't always live in my current town that I do now, but I’m glad I do now. Before I had moved I used to go to a school where I was the only kid being bullied, by everyone. All of the bullies had targeted me as their victim. My parents tried talking to the principal and he just said “Kids will be kids, don’t worry about it”.…
Growing up I was bullied and I was tormented every day. It was from a group of girls in my class, so you know getting away from them was not an option. Going to school was hell. Having them…
Unfortunately, I didn’t have the best of experiences in primary school, I was bullied for the fact I was more feminine than masculine, I was bullied for all my friends beings girls, I was bullied because I never stuck up for myself. I remember I’d always get so angry because they were picking on me for something I couldn’t control it wasn’t like I chose to have no dad nowadays though I understood that they were just immature kids and didn’t know what they were saying was very…
My final story is a bit more personal. In high school, I was both the victim and the bully. See, I was in this high school sorority and in order to become a member, you had to do a semester of pledging. During this time, you would have to assist all the members and do whatever they say. Once that semester is over, you were a member and then the following summer and fall you would get to haze the girls who were pledging.…
Stand Out! Hi, you just started reading and I’m going to tell you that this is not like every other bully story. Well ,it starts like every day: I put my colorful socks, my polka dot dress, and my mom yells my name, “Carline get down here!”…
In fourth grade, I was bullied. It was terrible at the time and changed the way I viewed myself for a long time. It was not until recently that I have been able to get over it and learn things from the experience. This happened a year after I had switched to my new school where I had already had a problem with being friends with the wrong people. This girl, Anna Ionescu, came up to me and we started talking to each other.…
We were never bullied by those kids but we were looked down at , and I remember one of my friends her mother told her not hang out with me anymore because I did not go to school and I am poor. By the time I was eleven I was I was still in lebanon and I still did not know how to read or write, and I had myself and the world for that , I questioned my parents, “ why aren't we rich, why do we have to be so poor.” At that time I realized that this is my life, I will never go to school and I will probably end up getting married soon. That truth terrified me more than anything.…
When was the last time you felt content with yourself? You felt that nothing in the world could bring you down. This world doesn’t work like that. This world isn’t full of compliments, this world isn’t full of contentment, this world is full of hate. Some people may say that bullying has decreased, but in reality, it’s getting worse as the population in this fiery hell increases in intensity.…
They say it is something every kid has to go through. Like losing your first tooth. The fear eats you inside and out and the moment the pain of the tooth leaves you, is the same moment you realize you don't have it anymore. The aftermath is revealed, and the goofy smiles appear. But, a split second is not all it took for my “tooth” to be pulled.…