Bullied

[~Storm~]

Well, after school I ride the bud home from school. My school is the worst I've ever been to, and even though that's probably not saying much since I've only gone to one other school in my life, it's still pretty bad. The other kids that go there are obnoxious, immature, and all over jerks. So, for the past month or so, the people on the bus have been poking fun at my friend and I-making fun of us because we like anime and actually throwing things at us (they trew a bottle of makeup at my friend and it got all over her hair). Lately things have only been getting worse and it feels as though there's nothing I can do about it. I don't want to get violent because one, that would make me stoop as low as them and two, I'm a big wuss. Teachers have never helped me with anything so I don't see why they'd help now. When I try to drown out them by listening to music, I can hear them even when my music is as loud as it will go without killing my ear drums. I can't come up with whitty come-backs (I've never been good at that), ignoring them only makes them try harder to make me mad, and it's about fifteen of them two my friend and I.

Because of this, I'm finding it harder to want to RP, so if I've been kind of slow to replying, I'm really sorry. It's either my problems at school or my dictator brother (Who's about seven years younger then me.) is kicking me off the computer. I'll try my best to get on whenever I can, but... Yeah...

[.:Lion:.]

Aw Stormy! That's horrible! You can always talk to us here. Personally I understand the outcast thing. I was bullied verbally when I was younger and it made me really shy of people. I understand it's painful. You can have a cyber hug any time you like

[shiningheart]

Want me to find them and hurt them? I may be a wuss physically, but I'm darned with at comebacks!

[flameh]

I'll come get physically violent. Just say the word and i'll do it.

I was bullied for almost all of elementary school and I just brushed it off until about grade 7. It got really tough then so I talked to my teacher and she delt with it. I had the same teacher in grade 8 as well but she left so the bullying picked up again. I actually went to the prinicpal with my mother and my new teacher got chewed out for not doing anything. Know what the teachers solution was; "Oh -insert name- stop being so mean, why don't you go on the computer?'

So i understand where you're coming from and I hope it gets better. & the way it sounds, is that they're the 'popular' people who are like best friends but they really all just hate each other. So I would reply with well at least I have a real friend or I'm sorry that you're brain isn't developed enough to understand something complex, I forgot you're brains only hardwired to understand sentences with tiny words

[Magicheart]

I got made fun of on the bus all the time because I was heavier when I was younger. I used to get stomach aches all the time so my mom would have to pick me up. Social situations are difficult at this age. Kids don't understand the repercussions of their actions. Know that you have people on here that think you're talented and fun to talk to.

I would definitely recommend telling a teacher or your bus driver. Even if it doesn't do any good, it can't hurt. With all the problems bullying has been causing, you may be surprised how much they listen. Can you sit on a different part of the bus where they will leave you alone? Can you or one of your parents write a letter to the school?

Focus on what makes you a unique individual. Think about these kids- they're making an enemy of you for no reason. They're wasting their time being negative and unfair. It's likely that other people at home or school bully them and unfortunately and unfairly, are taking it out on you. Just know that the source of the insults aren't coming from people that really matter in your life. I know it can be very hard to ignore and even when you try, it can still be hurtful.

I find with come-backs you either have to be extremely mean or it will just make them even worse. Just know that no matter what they say, they can't take away the things that you're good at. That makes you strong, because you know what some of those things actually are (writing, communicating, being imaginative, etc.)

Let us know if you need anything, we're here. I'm glad to give any suggestions I can think of. Just know that you're not alone.

~Magic

[~Storm~]

Thanks, you guys. It really means a lot to me to know that you all care. Since Monday, they haven't said anything directly to me, but today I heard them say my name and something about setting something on fire right after that. 0_o I hope there's no connection...

And I also want to thank you all for the advise. Your the best!

[shiningheart]

Aside from me, who just said I'd come for you and obliterate them all with my sharp wit and ninja skills?

O.O Yeah, I hope there's no connection either.

[juny]

Wow, Stormy... that brings back a lot of painful memories for me and I'll tell you my story and hope that maybe my story can help you. ...um... no one but one person knows what I am about to tell you all. But I have been done with feeling shame for a long time.

Everytime I was made fun of, it was because of my teeth. I'm not going to lie, I have buckteeth. My parents didn't have money for even taking us to the dentist, let alone get braces. So, my teeth aren't the whitest either. From the time I was in the first grade to 8th grade; I was made fun of solely on how my teeth look.

There was one boy in particular who started it all...and let me tell you; I will never forget his name. Never.

The only friends I ever had were other 'outcasts' basically. The other people that the rest of them called names. They called me 'buck-toothed beaver' and other names, but that one stuck through the years.

I found peace in drawings and art classes. Then later, I found peace with the site that I first joined with Night's (LZ) help. She loaned me an e-mail address so I could join; I remember being shocked that someone that was a complete stranger being so kind. We became best friends very fast and soon began talking about other things besides RPing. Night was solely responsible for getting me through those years before high school. This is something I have never told her and probably should, even if she already knows; which, nowing her, she does.

Then I made SP and it was a slow start in the beginning; but then it exploded. I had to leave; my mom caught me on SP and banned the site from me, as well as the computer. But I started high school, and my drawings were good enough to be accepted into a regular pupblic high school that 'specialized' in the Visual and Performing Arts. And for the first time, I was among people just like me. My first semester was hard; in my regular classes I was teased just like I had been earlier. I remember that my hope was fading fast; until I made friends with 4 very special people; people that I will always remember thier names; for thier kindness.

These four people changed my life forever. But the one person who was always there, who had never left, and never would leave me; was Night. SP became a part of me and helped me through my dark days; even when school was finally good; I still had problems at home. It was like the roles had reversed. Instead of my schoolmates, it was now my parents. In real life, my four friends became around nine by the end of the year. But my life-long friends on SP had also grown. You all seriously have no clue how much you have helped me, every single one of you.

By the next year, my real life friends had grown to more then I could count. But my special four grew to include two more, my six friends and I had become like a family. And in the same way, SP became like a family. But even though I had friends within the Academy, the rest of the school continued to make fun of me, and so did my parents in a way.

Then my entire world was shaken from it's rots and turned upside down. My family moved... and not in good conditions either. The power had been out for two months, and we left when the water was turned off for a week. My 'real' family was there for me. I stayed at my 'big sister's' house for a night and my little brother stayed with a friend as well while my parents decided what to do. Then my 'little sister' came to 'rescue me'... he, Operation Save Heather was what she called it. I stayed with her for two nights before my family moved into a hotel. The... the night... before we left... my best friend, my brother, my twin, the person who was my entire world, had his dad pick me up so I could say good-bye... That was the single most hardest night in my entire life.

The next few months were really hard. I had no access to anyone. No friends, no nothing. Then school started and I found confidence as well as new friends. We lost our computer but as you all know, I started using the library computers to be closer to you. I met new friends on new sites and on SP. But my new friends in real life were never as close or even considered a family by me as those six down in VA. My friends on here, even the new ones, have always been a family.

Now I am out of school, had a job but very recently lost it, and have had my ups and downs with SP. But through it all, I have become stronger, I have gained confidence in myself, and I know that whatever happens; I will always be loved. By God, by my six friends and even my three friends up here, and by you all.

Stormy, you too will always be loved. You will thrive and you will survive. Stormy, if you try and work hard, you will meet someone who will help in ways you never thought possible. You will be that special person to someone who is having a hard time, and Stormy, your name will be remembered for kindness and love. I promise you that.

[shiningheart]

Aw! *hugs Dapple* Poor Daps... Just remember, Hermione Granger had buck teeth too, and she broke Malfoy's nose in the third book!

[~Storm~]

I know how you feel in some of those aspects. I have buck teeth as well (because I sucked on my finger a lot when I was little, it messed up my teeth so my top ones jut forward while the bottom ones cave in) and used to be made fun of. I'm only made fun of occationally now, but I like my teeth. I think it makes me looked, well, I don't know. More like... me. My family used to move around a lot so I know how it is to leave good friends behind. I was actually related to quite a bit of people at the last school I went to. But the funny thing is, probably half of my sisters classmates were related to us and only one of them cared a little bit for her.

*gives big bear hug* Aw... I feel for you...