My Bully Story

Everyone got bullied one time or another. Bullying is a very common thing, it's almost human nature. So, I'll tell you MY experience of bullying someone indirectly.

I went through many things as a kid, actually. I'm still a kid, I'm fifteen years old turning sixteen. But when I was in elementary school, I went through a LOT. Let's just say that I went through things like: my girl friend (just a friend) and I did erted things to one another because of ual curiousity (8 years old?), got touched in the by force by a boy one year younger than me (7 years old), bullied a little girl with my friend (12 years old), cussed repeatedly at a toddler to teach bad words (12 years old), vandalized public bathrooms (7 years old and younger), got ually touched by a mid-twenties year old man (12 years old), and so on.

Now here's my story. It's not touching, nor super sad or anything, but it's my experience.

I moved from one city to another. In the new city and school, I made friends with a nice girl within a week or so. She said to me, "Hi I'm Janice*, let's be friends!" so I accepted her offer. She then introduced me to her other best friend named Tasha*. I became really close with them. We were all in fifth grade, and had the same class. The three of us became best friends.

Everything was going great until I met...Rina*. She was in sixth grade, a year older than us. She was Janice's 'friend'. They were both korean, and so was I. Only Tasha wasn't korean. In the beginning, I was excited to be friends with someone older than me. I thought I was so cool.

Rina bossed us around a lot, but I liked being her friend, because I felt special. She bossed around Janice and Tasha too, but Janice and me more because we were closer to Rina than Tasha. Rina, Janice, and I lived in the same apartment.

We actually had a lot of fun together until I started getting REALLY close to Janice and Rina. Rina began to leave one of us out each week. One week, I was the target. Next week, Janice was. And the next, Tasha. We were all hurt, because we were all we had. We didn't have any other friends at that school.

Whenever we were left out, we would just sadly wander around the playground, people looking at you weird and snickering. I cried myself to sleep whenever that happened. But when someone else was left out, I was just happy that it wasn't me.

But one day, I was SO fed up with it. I told Tasha and Janice, and made a promise with them that we will stand up to her the next day. The next day, I was left out. I bravely went up to Rina and stood up for myself. I was arguing with her, and giving the look to Tasha and Janice for backup. But they were too afraid, so they avoided eye contact with me. I felt embarrassed, humiliated, disgusted, and angry as HELL.

I yelled at Tasha and Janice later on because they didn't help me.

And then one day, I had a sleepover with Janice at my house. Rina took us by the side and made us not have the sleepover. But we REALLY wanted the sleepover so we started crying. Then Rina made up her mind and said, "You can have the sleepover only if I can go too." We agreed. But when Rina came to my house to sleep over, we played tag at night...

She would jump onto my tall drawer and jump onto my fragile bunk bed, running all around. We were REALLY loud. My family were trying to sleep. My mom got really mad and I had to sleep outside in the living room. Still, they were really loud inside. From then on, my family hated Rina.

And another day, Rina called me and Janice to her house, so we went, almost dreading it, because we were so nervous. Janice was closer to Rina than me though.

So anyways, we were all just talking and stuff until...she told me to grab onto Janice. So I did. And then Rina started ripping her pants and underwear off of her. I was shocked and confused, but I kept holding onto Janice because I felt the need to obey Rina. Then Rina took her clothes and put it onto Janice's front porch. And she told Janice to go get it and come back. Rina laughed out loud.

Let me just tell you...There's a BUNCH of kids living at my apartment... Some kids saw Janice half . They saw her , her everything. It was humiliating, and I was shocked. Janice was my best friend. I was disappointed at myself and felt guilty like it was my fault. Which in a way, it is.

Now...let me just tell you that you are not a good person if you don't get involved in the bullying event. If you see someone getting bullied, you're just as mean as the bully her/himself if you just sit there and watch. Please...if someone is getting bullied, HELP them. REACH OUT to them. They feel traumatized, humiliated, depressed, and angry. What if that was you?