Last year, when I entered the sixth grade, I was already a well known class clown. I was the Weasly twins from Harry Potter, minus one kf the twins. It was just me at the time. I had always been a sort of loner, but I didn't think I was being bullied. I mean, people are just mean sometimes, right? It was my stubbornness and soft heart mixed that prevented me from seeing how serious my situation. I hate that my story had to become so dramatic before the facts finally got through my fat head.

Anout halfway through the year, I was starting to get noticed by the male species. I had grown taller, and I wasn't a twig, just skinny. My hair grew out, and I finally discovered I actually had curves. Wow. Never expected that one.

So long story short, when one of my male friends (We will call him BF1) asked me out, I accepted and just assumed that this was a silly 'game' more then an actual relationship. I mean, you shouldn't have to worry about sex until High School, right?

It took weeks for me to figure out how wrong I was. I was hanging out with one of my best and closest friends, but it was a guy. BF1 was so mad at me, and threatened me. And not the 'I'm telling' kiddie stuff we all used to put up with. I ignored it in my blissful knowledge that someone liked me, even of he was a jerk.

Fast forward about a month, and BoyFriend1 hadn't much changed other then becoming more sexual. I refused his offers every time, but we didn't break up. I was to scared, and he was to stubborn. At this point, he told me to watch my back, or I'd be sorry.

I didn't take him seriously, but I did travle in a pack from then on.

Now we are two months in, and I am terrified of BF1. It was after school now and I had left my bag in a classroom outside the school building (due to lack of space.) There were no cameras here and I was so scared, but my bag had my phone in it, and I needed it to stay in touch with my parents, who were out of town.

As I was leaving the room, I was met by BF1 and two of his friends, Bully1 and Bully2. Before I had time to react, Bully1 grabbed me, pinning my hands behind my back while Bully2 pulled my shorts off. From there, you can guess what happened. Not only did I lose my verginity against my will, three different people took it from me.

Bullying is a serious problem, even if it's just name calling. Name calling leads to other things, and you will sometimes find yourself in situations that can never be taken back. You can't let people push you around. Stand up for yourself, and others who are bullied!

One could say, a year later, that my glasses aren't as rosey as they used to be. Don't suffer my fate. Some things can never be undone, and you are never to young to be a victem.