The bullying started in 3rd grade when one of my friends turned on me the instant she was offered a seat at the popular table. The popular kids hated me for my weirdo but kind personality. They talked about me behind my back. In 4th grade, everything fell apart. I lost her and was alone. At the same time, another girl was getting bullied by the same people, but she was getting physically bullied. So the popular kids were the reasons she and I are best friends, even to this day. The bullying went on till the June 10th, the last day of school, when not only were we all moving on to middle school, but I was moving away. Of course, I was glad because I would get rid of the older bullies, but I would also have to leave my best friend, and even though we had been friends since 4th grade, we had gone through a lot. I wept for her. But I had to leave anyways, as much as I loved her and my teachers. When I came to my new school, I had a pleasant surprise. There were ZERO bullies! Everyone was nice to me on the first day of school and I made SO many new friends. I even lost count. I love all of my friends, but most, my best friend from my old school.