It started in 4th grade. My friends were making thus thing called the color store. They excluded me from it and when ever I walked by they'd stop talking. Then, in 5th grade , a boy everyone liked began to tease me. He said I walked like a duck. I had a disability so it wasn't fair. His teasing became shoving and the shoving became punching. Then, in 6th grade he still bothered me. But do did my 'lunch friends' we were okay for a while but then they began neglecting me. I fell into depression and I'm not coming out of depression any time soon. :(
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Non-FictionBullying is a very serious issue that effects the lives of many. I hope that by many of us sharing our personal stories, it will not only help victims realize that they are not alone, but also help bullies realize how strongly their actions and word...
