I experienced: teasing, name calling, physical and emotional torture.

I was in kindergarten.

The boys and girls in my class.

I felt worthless, stupid, useless, sad but most of all I was angry.

Happy but it still happens sometimes.

Yes. My mum, my best friends and my boyfriend. Because I could trust them and because they proved that they would stay with me.

It started in kindergarten and it has only recently stopped. I'm in year eight now.

Not really anymore.

This is my story.

It all started the day that I moved to my new school. I was the weird new girl. With my unusual hair I walked into my new class in kindergarten and I don't know why but that's the day it all started.

The boys physically bullied me. The girls emotionally bullied me.

I was teased for my hair colour. How tall I was. And even in kindergarten I was a nerd.

They kept bullying me until year five when I moved schools again. They still tormented me and haunted me through my dreams. Well my nightmares. I would spend nights laying in bed crying because I didn't want to go to sleep because that's where they tormented me.

After I moved it started getting easier. I made a new friend at my new school. I was still a nerd but at least I had her.

We would spend our breaks in the library. Year six was easier again because I was a senior in the school. The teasing started again in the middle of the year.

But I got over it. My best friend helped me and I will forever be greatful to her.

But it all started again in year seven. First year of high school. The year I had to start school with all the people that bullied me in my primary years.

It got really bad one day that I ran home crying. I was home alone so I locked myself in my room and got my school scissors.

I opened them and dragged the blade down my wrist numerous times. The blood pouring from. My wrists.

(I am not proud of what I did)

They slowly healed. I promised myself that day that I would no longer let them get to me.

I'm half way through year eight now. My scars on my wrist are a memory I wish to forget.

I now have two best friends and a group of friends along with my boyfriend.

Yes we are the nerds in my year. Yes we all are outcasts. Yes we don't care.

It is a distant memory now. I still tense when the boys walk past me in the halls but I ignore them.

I am stronger now. I am better because of my past. Yes I have trust issues. Yes it's hard for me to forget. But I don't think I ever will.

It has made me a better person. A better girlfriend. A better best friend. But most of all yes it broke me but they fixed me and I am stronger because of it.

If you are being bullied tell someone. I used to think that if I told someone it would make it worse. But it doesn't. It helps the situation.

My situation may not have been that bad but the years I went through that physical, mental and emotional trauma was horrible.

I am in year eight. I have long red hair that was the cause of my bullying. I have fixed my teeth that they have bullied me for. My braces are coming off in four months.

I am tall and I have an amazing group of friends. Not to mention my amazing boyfriend.

It gets better. Eventually. But it does get better.

You can find me on wattpad as

-anglehuntress-