i need stories?once again....?

Question

short stories on how (either bullying, watching, or being)bullying/bullied has made an effect on you. also we need the actual story of how it happened, if you dont mind we would use these as examples in a play we're (me and my friends) performing on 'relational agression'. you will remain anonymous. thankyou!

btw......my friend will probably email you instead of me so....

ok...what the hell?!?! none of your answers make sense except for the last person- tifigigi or w/e- anyways dont answer if you have nothing to say if you dont get it....DONT ANSWER.....its that simple!!!

Answer 1

what? sorry can't get your point

Answer 2

My step children are very cruel, and mean to my daughter.
The step son invited my daughter to church with him, while she was there, he introduced her to a few people.
They said, "so, she is the one your dad took your car away from you , to give it to".
And oh, she's the one that busted your water bed.
I Didn't know about this until he left for college. ( to be a youth minister)
She was very upset, by these comments that total strangers at a church were making about her.
But, she didn't say anything, she went thru bouts of depression and cutting herself,
It really stinks that someone who wants to be a youth minister would lie about a family member that way,
the only reason his car got taken away was that after a year and a half he still would not pay $55 dollars a month for his car insurance, that was the only thing we asked him to be responsible for with the car
and as far as the water bed.
We found a fork and a bowl under the busted bed from where he had been eating in his room.
Why would she bust her own water bed, that she let him borrow without question.
I do not understand, how she kept this to herself, I would have been crying my eyes out.
It broke my heart to know that my husbands children could be so mean.
He is a sweet man, I can't believe that they would learn those things from him.

Answer 3

I came to this country when I was six years old I spoke not a word of english. The first few years were a nightmare.I came from puerto rico and it was hard to adjust to the cold. The hardest part of elementary school started in fourth grade . their names were Edna Davis and Charisse Williams. They made my life a living hell. Often tripping me and slamming into walls. They were also fond of taking my lunch. I often went hungry too scared to speak out because of my heavy accent. MY little sister used to cry for me and sometimes want to scream at me to do somethin. I just didnt know how they were bigger and stronger and meaner than i had it in me to be. It just so happens that they were african american it was years before i got over the urge to put my fist up every time i was approached by a black girl . fortunately Iam older and wiser and understan that what they did to me was not because of their color but because they were mean. I was so deeply scarred by them that 30 years later I still remember both their first names and last.

Answer 4

When I was 14 I thought it would be cool to get my hair braided with some extensions. I always thought it was neat when I saw other people with it done. Plus, I wanted longer hair too. 8 hours and $200 later I had it done. A week later I had my first day as a freshman in high school and I made it through the whole day. I even got compliments on how cool it looked. Then, as I was waiting for my bus to come and get me to take me home, a girl was getting off the bus to my school to wait for another one. She looked straight at me and said I shouldn't have those braids in my hair. She told me that I wasn't black like her friend and it was only okay for black people, like her friend, to have it done. Each day that I saw her after that she would give me dirty looks and point to her friend. Lucky for me, my scalp had been having a hard time with the synthetic hair. It broke out entirely red with scabs even though I was using the recommended Green Tea shampoo to dry the irritation. I itched it all day long since it was dry. So my mother let me take them out two weeks after having them. They should have lasted 2-3 months.

Of course, my mother was pissed because she spent all that money on it. She even wanted me to wait so she could try to put beads in it or do different hair styles with the braids. I felt bad on that part, but I was more compelled by the peer pressure and having to take the heat in front of all the people on my school bus. I shouldn't have given in to those girls, but I had just started at the new school and felt so small in it. These girls were older than me and I felt embarrassed by the braids after what they said even if they weren't right in saying what they did.

Answer 5

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Answer 6

i have a story for you. and yes it actually happened a couple of years ago.

i take a small bus to and from school.
i do not lie anyone on it so i keep quite the whole 1 hour ride.
i either read, listen to music or look out the window, but always mind my business.
there is this one kid, Adam , who is all goth and scares, yes actually scares ppl to make them do what he wants. now i dont go for that ****. for myself anyway.
if he tried to make me do things like brea a light off the bus or make fun of someone one i told him no and too go **** himself.
he did not like that and was not used to that.
whenever the bus moniter saw or heard this, and this was a SMALL bus , so she seen everthing, she did nothing. she ignored everything.
then one day adam made a kid lick salt that he had put on the bus floor up for 50 cents. of course the task was fulfilled. that day he said something mean to me. of course he did this every day and nothing was done. i told him to shut up. when we stopped at his stop he spit in my face and got off. all he got was 3 day suspension. i doubt he would have got anything if i did not make a big deal of it.
other things he did to me that he did not get in trouble for was trying to light my hair on fire with a lighter (in front of the bud driver!!!) , he threw things at me and said so much inappropriate things its not funny.
luckily hes not on my bus anymore.

Answer 7

she was ugly.........so i told her.
should i have lied?
end of story/