Your Stories

Sometimes writing your experiences down on paper can be very helpful. This can help in many ways including seeing the situation much clearer, this is also useful if you are having problems telling someone what is going on. Sometimes it easier to write things on a piece of paper than it is to talk, the important thing is that you tell someone!

Below are your stories, about what has happened to you, sharing your stories with others is very helpful to those that may be in a similar situation. This can stop the fealing of being on your own. and give you courage, if you did something that helped you, then maybe it will help others.

Why not help others by telling your story? If you want your story told here, please send it to me, remember not to use your real schools name or the bullies name.

Please click here to read 'My Story' of what happened to me, how bad things got and how things got sorted.. Eventually!

Hi ya, this is a really cool site, I really hate bullying! I used to be bullied when I was younger, it was so bad I had too move primary schools and then at secondary school I was bullied again... I just ignored them and just made silly jokes about it all behind the bullies' backs, it made me a bit happier because in the end I over came the bullies, and they stopped targeting me. My friend got bullied at secondary school, I got really annoyed about it and we joked around saying that the bullies were just jealous and we were better than them... we couldn't tell the teachers as if we did they wouldn't do anything!! My friend was getting bullied right in front off her English and re teachers eyes, her re teacher noted it and passed it on to our head off year but nothing was done about it! I totally agree with the site completely and hope it goes far!! I agree with the slogan too 100% "Together WE CAN be strong!"

My little sister killed herself when she was just sixteen years old, I never knew anything about her years of being bullied. I wish I could have seen what was going on, but I was so wrapped up in my own life. Almost fifteen years have gone by since her death, and not a single day has passed that I haven't wished awful things to happen to my little sisters bullies. I even contemplated taking the law into my own hands. But I didn't because deep down I hold myself partly to blame, because I was her big bruv. So to anyone reading this, look around at your friends and loved ones, and take just a few minutes out of your day to sit down and ask them....... 'How are you?', and listen!!! Because believe me I would give everything just to do that for my little sis!

I am NOT proud of the fact that I was a bully. When I was younger I was small for my age, and was often picked on. After realising that things were never going to change unless I done something about it, so I started martial arts. From the moment I realised that could handle myself in a fight, I turned it round on those that had got to me. I wanted the same people to feel what it was like to be kicked or punched, so that's what I did. Unfortunately things never ended there as I had earned a reputation as the local tough-guy, Not something I was after but I would be lying if I said that at the time it didn't made me feel 10ft tall. Throughout my school life I kept fighting (a lot!) and ended up becoming a bully myself, I don't think I realised it at the time, but looking back on it I did, for that I am deeply sorry to all those I affected.

I would also like to tell you about the one thing that someone said to me, a person that I was going to fight, he turned to me just before I was going to hit him and he said "Why are you going to punch me?.... What will that prove?.... We both know you beat me up... But what will that prove??? That your a better fighter than me? Why? We already know that!". This stopped me in my tracks as I had no where to go with it... he was right, and I knew it. It might be worth trying on someone who is picking on you.

When I was younger I used to get picked on about having a different voice because of growing up, I used to suffer from it all the time... but once I started ignoring it time went by and I was doing my exams and leaving school... I never had to see them again.... P.S I am glad you made this website, do keep it up.

When I was living in Yaxley i used to go to a park called Yaxley park with ma mate and we got bullied there all the time we went and they would smash my glasses and leave me with bruises, stitches and scars every day. And once they shoved me in a corner took my mobile and got my number and sent me horrid texts, they got bottles and threw them at me and broke my leg and arm, and they used to just bully me, and once they took ma mates mobile and my friend ran to her house to get her dad, and they would beat me up and wave flames in my face and in the end the police had to sought it out. Now I'm left with weak bones, scars, bruises and horrible memories because we didn't tell straight away and we left it for 6 months so now I wish if told earlier, SO TO ALL OF THE PEOPLE GETTING BULLIED NOW TELL SOMEONE BEFORE ITS TO LATE OR SOMETHING REALLY BAD COULD HAPPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I was in KS 2 everybody kept making fun of me because of my size, they called me things like midge and ant, and that kind of stuff. Then in yr. 4 (near end of year) it got worse, the tallest girl in the school picked me up and chucked me across the playground. And if you look at my leg and arm I have scars. They are hard to see now, but ever since then I have tried to be brave about being small, and I prefer it now when people call me small because it makes me feel strong inside.

Being bullied does not just stop, you have to dig your heels in and say NO! I speak from experience as I was bullied at school by three boys for years. They would chuck stones at me, spray painted my face and eyes, and even pushed me off a bridge in the middle of winter into frozen water. My life was hell until one day I thought to myself no more, and I just snapped, I hid a knife in my school bag (with every intention of using it!). Thank GOD my mum found the knife on me. I then broke down and told everything. My Dad was great about it and went to see the parents of the bullies. At first my initial reaction was to hide away, but I thought why should I! They are the cowards, otherwise why was it they only every attacked me when there was three of them. So I started going out again. It turned out that I was not the only one these @%\$?#^*! had been bullying, I had loads of people coming up to me and saying that they had been bullied by these three as well. I am so glad things turned out like this in the end. Things could have been very different, who knows I could be writing this from a prison cell. Thank God people like you care!

I was bullied almost everyday that I was at school, I hated every single second. I pretended to my family that everything was great, but that was just a big fat lie. I always felt so alone, and I often cried myself to sleep. Eventually I couldn't take anymore and decided to end my life. This I tried to do by taking my dads pills. I ended up waking up in hospital after having had my stomach pumped. Everything changed that day because I could not lie anymore, it was like the whole world had been lifted of my shoulders. My entire family made me realise I was not worthless, and that life really was worth living. The matter was put in the hands of the police, who cautioned the boys. That was over a year ago now, and touch wood (I'm touching my wood desk) it's over. I have seen the boys around and they have just ignored me. But the big change in me is 'It could never happen to me again, because I would not let it!' I now realise they picked on me because I allowed them to get away with it. This website is fantastic and holds some very good advice, well done Swoop please keep it up, hopefully this website will give people the advice and courage they need. I would have loved this site back then.

Hello first I would just like to say well done for making this site. I'm 18 and when I was at school some of my mates were bullies and used to punch, kick or just call names at people they didn't think were "normal" or were "weaker". Thankfully I wasn't bullied or never was a bully. I made the right decision to tell the headmaster and disown them m8ts. I didn't want to be apart of that. I am now very good mates with the so-called victims. Too all the people out their Always be yourself, never change just to fit into a crowd. Stand up to them and tell your teachers or parents if you're being bullied. Never ever think you're not worth it or special. Because you all are, inside and out.