Recently, I went into tenth grade, and I was always hanging out with my close friend. One day she left the school and, well, I had nobody anymore. Unfortunately, that led to me being bullied by pretty much ALL of my classmates. One of the bullies was a close friend of my close friend, and on my desk, I found a note from her saying "GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU WHORE," I cried my eyes out. I almost couldn't take it anymore, no, I couldn't take it anymore. Everyday from that day onwards I would always do some sort of self-harm, from hitting my head against a wall, to cutting and strangling myself. I was ready to leave this world. That's when I met him. There was a new kid in my class. At lunch he came up and talked to me. We talked for a REALLY long time, but then he noticed all of thr band aids I was wearing. He asked me what was wrong and I told him EVERYTHING. He understood me and what was going on. He saved me. He helped me. He's why I'm still alive. He's my BF now.
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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...
