It all started in Primary School, I just had arrived to England and started my second school here. I got to be honest, I wasn't the best at English than I am now, but I was really young then so you couldn't blame me. I grew up in a family where abuse was a punishment for a sin/wrong-doing, I would either get hit with a stick or it would've been my parents own hands, learnt to not cry knowing that I only got beaten only because I did something wrong and it was right to do that.

I didn't realise I was being bullied, as you already know I didn't know what it was and how it affected people, it was only then that I realised how harshly I was being bullied, people would've invented these touches where if they'd touch me, they'd act like they had a very serious disease and it wasn't anything to laugh about, in the end I just ignored it. But the bulling got worse so much worse, it caused my own friends to turn on me, I remember we went to on a trip to an island for a week, of course I chose to room with my friends, during that week my one friend treated me like I was dirt, ignoring me letting people call me names in some cases she would take pictures of my worst habits and share them to other people and it hurt me so much that I actually came to a point where I was thinking to jumping of my bedroom window.

But soon enough I got in contact with a help line and soon enough I was starting to confront my teacher about the things happening and he talked to the whole class about it, during that time someone passed around who I liked an everyone started laughing, I couldn't hold back tears and then I was flooding with tears only then did the class realise how much they'd hurt me. They all said their sorryes at the end and look where I am now! some of the bullies that hated me are actually turning around and I'm starting to make new friends, friends I can trust and know they'd never turn their back's to me.

This is my story.

I do not want anyone to go through what I went through, I got enclosed into a corner and I was mocked and humiliated, nobody stood up for me until I realised I needed to talk to someone so they knew. If I hadn't done that, I'd already jumped off my window.