"Get away from me you freak!"

"You are so stupid!"

"Ugly!"

Have you ever heard those words? A lot of you have. Bullying is not something to take lightly. For those who are reading this, please listen to the whole story, there will be a lot.

My bullying has happened since I was 6. All of my friends think I have it easy.

"You get straight A's, you have a loving family, you're so pretty." That is what they say. But have they ever seen behind the scenes? No.

I am poor. My family lives in one of the worst neighborhood's in the state. My neighbor raped his own daughter, and we have no money to move. My roof leaks in our bedroom. Every day we have to put a bucket down so water doesn't rot our house.

Yes, I get straight A's but, it's not easy. I have to stay up until midnight studying before the test. If I don't finish my homework I have a panic attack because I am afraid of people knowing what happens. Panic attacks are not fun. I can't breathe and I am crying, sobbing my eyes out. And thats not even the worst.

I am abused. Not by my parents, but my little sister. She hits me, punches me, slaps me, kicks me, shoves me, and more. It's not just physical abuse she does. It is also verbal.

When I tell my parents that she hit me they tell me to get over it, well my dad does. My mom is hardly home. Always working trying to support our family of five.

Depression has come to me and suicide is a friend I greet welcoming. Cutting is not something I have done nor any self harm. I will not tell you bullying gets any better if you are here for that. It might get better, I have no clue. All I know is it hasn't for me.

I have been bullied since 1st grade. They have messed up my mental stage. It is because of them every second of every day I want to die.

I may look heathy, yes. But do I feel healthy? Never.

There has never been a moment in my life since I was 7 that I have felt safe and protected.

The only place I can escape this is books and music. And as I am writing this I am crying. I have it easy though compared to my cousin.

Her dad has died, her mom has a likely fatal disease, and she has experienced much of that I have.

Boys and girls of todays society are cruel. In chapter 724 it says everyone has a breaking point. I have reached mine. Many of you are probably thinking how old are you now?

I am 11. Yes you read that right, 11. How old did you think I was? I know more things than my older sister, society wise. She has never really experienced anything that I have. When I try to tell her she has it easy she says I am oblivious to the world.

I can still smile, I can still laugh. But my erge to live has come and gone.

Call me whatever you like. I can't take it. Push me around and abuse me. I can go home and die. Call me hurtful things, you won't be sad to see me go.

I will never be the same as I have been before. For years I have felt that no one would ever love me, and I still do. I no longer can take the pain that comes with living, but I do live on.

I will make it out of school, healthy. I will grow up to have children that I will treat fairly unlike my parents have done to me.

Do you think this story is over? It's not. I would like to share my opinion of society nowadays. And if this changes the mind of anybody, maybe, just maybe I might be proud of something I have done.

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Why do people judge others? Is it to make themselfs feel better? Do they enjoy the pain that will forever linger in their eyes? Do they like seeing the pain of others when they finally lose it and kill themselves? I don't.

Are they just not educated on what people do to themselves when bullied? These are the things I wonder.

HOW CAN SOMEONE DO THIS?!?!?!?

"Sticks and stones may break your bones,

But words can also hurt me.

Sticks and stones break only skin,

While words are ghosts that haunt me.

Pain and words have left it's scars

On mind and heart that's tender.

Cuts and bruises have now healed,

It's words that I remember."

I did not write this poem, but I find it necessary to have written it in this submission.

"Sticks and stones break my bones,

But words will never hurt me."

Have you ever heard that one? It is not true. Words can kill. How can someone do this to another person to the point that they take a fucking gun to the head and die?!? I once saw a picture that said "whats more dangerous, a gun or the mind?" The mind is more dangerous because the gun is an innocent tool, the mind is what pulls the trigger.

My opinion means something.

If you are reading this and you are a bully, please stop bullying people. I don't care if you are abused, bullied or anything else. Do you really want to end another person's life with a single word?

"Mirror mirror on the wall, I just want to be pretty, skinny and tall.

Mirror mirror on the wall, if I change my hair maybe someone will start to care?

Mirror mirror on the wall, if I starve myself at least I'll be beautiful, forget my health.

Mirror mirror on the wall, if I cut my wrist will I feel like I exist?

Mirror mirror on the wall, can't you see what you show is ruining me?

For far to long it watched her cry, so the mirror decided to reply:

'What you think you see? It isn't true, the misery is found inside of you.

Don't lock yourself in a broken soul, or I promise you one day, you'll lose all control.'"

I am not the writer of this poem either, but it is one of my favorites. It is so true and I feel I can relate to all of them.

Society is a murder,

So many lives taken.

Why don't people see,

That one little sentence is all a lot of people need.

Why don't we treat bullying,

for the murder it truely is?

People think all is well,

When they stab their knife of betrayal,

Into an unsuspecting on looker."

That poem I did write.

My username is MysteryMistress188 on wattpad and this my world, my story.

How could someone pretend to be fine, but nobody really sees all the pain they go through everday?

How could parents not believe their child when that child says they are in a lot of pain?

How can a person not see, what really is going on behind the scenes?

These questions unanswered,

Will forever be,

A mystery to me.

(Poem by me)

The advice I am giving is to stay strong.

Do not take your life.

Bullying won't go on forever in your life.

Abuse is something you can get through.

All you have to do is tell somebody.

Sucide isn't cowardly,

But it still isn't right.

Heres a book to cry over:

The Butterfly Effect