I have a story... and its not a pleasant one. Please read the whole thing and do not spread HATE about this. This is a true story and it hurts me to talk about it.
When I was in preschool I was 3 and 4. Where I come from, there is two years of preschool. In my second year, I met someone. I will call Emma. Right from the start I knew she was going to ruin my life. She harassed me. She would talk rude about me. She would punch me. She would lie about me.
Now at the time, my mom and her mom worked together so they already knew each other. I told both of them what was happening and did they care? No. I told my dad. Did he care? No. I told her dad. No care.
She was best friends with my sister. She would treat her some much better than me. I was shocked. At a young age, I did not know what was happening.
As I turned 5, I found out we were going to the same elementary school. The same thing happened, but here we had recess. Another way for her to bully me. She would hurt me physically and emotionally.
At the time, this killed me. I went from a happy and loving kid to a sad and quiet kid. I began to consider suicide, but I didnt do it because I thought it would get better.
First grade rolls around, and she began to spread rumors. She would say "Oh, I saw Kayla steal the teachers computer mouse" and "Kayla is only friends with you so she can go behind your back." This shocked me. I talked to our teacher, who didn't care.
Second grade, same thing but she would write it in the bathrooms. She would leave horrible notes in my back pack telling me to kill myself.
3rd grade, I was getting bullied through sports and Emma. Emma would call me fat and I only weighed 45 lbs and she weighed 75. I cinfronted her and she slapped me and beat my up. I went hime early that day and stayed home the rest of the week.
4th grade, Same thing. But she would treaten to hurt me. I was terrified. I talked to our school councillor and we had lunch with Emma, but she lied her way out of it.
5th grade, she would walk to school and back with us. She began to influence my sister to say these things. I stayed in my room when she wasnt here or when I was at school. I didnt eat for 3 days. Emma had ruined my r e reputation.
At the time, I had my eyebrows trimmed and she conatantly remunded me of how bad they were and how ugly I was.
She also began to cyberbully me. Here is one of our conversations.
KAYLA I HATE YPU WHY DID YOU TELL PAIGE THAT I LIKE GABE.
I HATE YOU.
I WILL HURT YOU.
I WISH YOU WOULD DIE.
I CANT TRUST YOU ANYMORE.
This made me snap. At school, I cinfronted her, and I am normally a kind and corgiving person but I did nit forgive her. I tipped and kicked her shin. She began to beat me up.
She wrote me a letter telling me about how she was sorry and didnt know she was bullying me but it was all fake. I knew because I had told her countless times of how she bullies me. I met some one who was always there for me, and her name was Kimora.
I was also told these words that have stuck with me for almost a year: "You are not an idiot, you are a blessed child."
Emma still bullies me...
I dont know what to do...
I am only 11 and this is the only reason I only trust 2 people.
Kimora and Kevin
©pinetree25
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