Hi, my name is Cassidy. Im 15 years old I turn 16 on May 14th. I may have a great happy smile but behind that smile what do I hide? Today I will tell you.
When I was in 5th grade I was bullied. I was only 10 years old.
August 13, 2007: It was the first day of school today. There was a new girl. She looked lonely so I introduced myself. She looked at me like I was crazy. And then she walked away. Maybe she doesn't want a friend. -Cassidy
That was on the first day of fifth grade. I wish I never talked to her.
Everyday I went to school it kind of got worse. She would call me names. I had every class with her. In Social Studies/Science class the teacher put her right beside me. And she flicked me off whispered names towards me. One day at lunch her and her "possy" came and sat in front of me at the table. I was eating my PB&J sandwich and then she said "how can you eat, your so fat" her friends started making comments too, then they all started Mooing. The funny thing is when I was in 5th grade I was actually underweight. She lived in my neighborhood so we rode the bus together. And her and her sister would make fun of me on the bus. Nobody stood up for me. I was all alone.I lasted the whole year. And was finally let out.
I was really excited. Little did I know that it was going to get worse.
I made a friend in 4th grade, over the summer before Middle School she made me a Myspace. I had to leave and I gave her the password just in case I forgot it. Well she friended the girl that bullied me with my account. She also changed my picture and my name. She made me a laughing stock, I had no idea. She wrote on the bullies wall "You have a big nose" with my account. On the first day of 6th grade she came up to me and told me that the bully wants to fight me. And I just confronted her, I told her that I have no idea what I did. And right after I said that she said. "You think I have a big nose?" I never said anything. I knew something was wrong, so I checked my yahoo, and there was a message. From my friend: "Check your myspace, lol. (;" So I did. And I cried. She started calling me fat and bullied me. Through 6th grade. By the time 7th grade came I didnt even care.
It feels so good to let it all out, Ive tried to do this a billion times. But I never could. If you read this, thank you. I love you.