As you guessed by the title i was bullied. It started when i was 7-8 and carried on until i left secondary school. The kids mostly bullied me because i was stupid and that i had to get help from a special teacher to learn. I was really slow at learning that my mum thought something was wrong. At the age of 7 i didn’t know what 8+8 was and all the kids knew and teased me about it. It made me feel sad and i remember being to scared to answer a question a teacher asked me and that i would get panic attacks. Well i’m still not good at Maths but i have improved a bit and for my English well i managed to move up in that. We have just found out i could be Dyslexic in Math so i am going to be tested for it in collage.
I didn’t just get bullied in school i also managed to get bullied on holiday the one place to get away from things. I was around the same age i went to Spain with my mum, we went to go stay with my mums friend Gaynor. She lived in a circle of houses with a pool in the middle i absolutely loved her house. After around 2 days into the holiday or so i made a friend who I’m not sure was the same age as me or not?.
We would play with Barbies and even though she spoke no english we had a good time. But one day her brother came to get her and he looked 14 or so but he was so nasty to me he would call me names and tell me to F**k off and all sorts, he also got his friend to join in and the little girl who was meant to be my holiday friend to call me names.
Instead of crying about it i decided to speak welsh to them (welsh is a old ancient language of Wales) to seem clever to make them think i was talking about them, it didn’t work they kept on laughing and saying horrible stuff so i went back home and i did feel hurt.
I enjoyed some of my holiday in the middle of the holiday though i went out to the pool at night to look at it because i find the night and the moon so fascinating still do to this day, and the boys friend who joined in with the names lived in the circle of houses and must of called that other boy and his sister to come over because that night. For no reason they chucked sharp stones at me i was only minding my own business! and they chased me back to my mums friends house. I was crying when i got in and i had a cut where one of the sharp stones hit my forehead. My mum said what was wrong and i told her but she didn’t do anything about it. I never made friends with people on holiday again after that.
You know i mentioned Megan 2 in y first post well she has been bullying me in a way through out high school. She would make fun of my name, make fun of my dead grandparents and call me names. but I’m to nice to her i do everything for my friends and i get treated like dirt i will talk about Megan 2 another time.
I’m hoping collage is deferent cause i don’t think i can cope with bullies anymore. People need to be more nicer in this world because its tuff on the victims.