My Story of Being Bullied

This post will be different with my-previous-posts. Here I want to share my experience as a victim of bullying. When I was in an elementary school, I’ve been bullied by my friends, and some of ex-teachers. Actually my mom moved me to a school near to the city. She wanted me to study well in a school that there were a lot of her friends. So my mom expected me that I could be a good and smart student by the help of her friends. Unexpectedly and unluckily by moving the school, it didn’t make me better. I’ve been bullied all the days, but I couldn’t tell it to mom and dad. I thought that my parents had paid high cost for the school. Beside that, at that time my brother was hospitalized. It needed higher cost too. So, I decided to stay in a school though school hated me badly.

I had no friends, and sat alone in the corner since class one until two. There were no one friend would talk to me. They laughed together, played together, joked to each other...but not with me. They went to the canteen together, and I stayed in a classroom. Alone... They called my name only to bully me.

Times flied, I moved to class 3, I met with a really good teacher. He helped me patiently. Since met this teacher, I had a chair mate though she hated me. Unluckily, he resigned when we were in a second semester. I went home and locked my room and cried all the times. I stopped to school about a semester or 6 months since got stress. I’ve been 3 months in the hospital, the doctors their selves don’t understand what kind of disease I had. Then 3 months after that my mom  took care of me in house, she was also didn’t know what was wrong with me. Suddenly, my lovely teacher came to my house and asked me to go to school again. I guessed this teacher knew that school seemed hated me so much, and he seemed to tell me that the school will accept me. So, I came to school as his command.

I came again in school, hoped that everything will be changed. But when I came, it was still the same as it used to be even worse. My friends were all jealous of me, how could I passed the grade though I didn’t come to school for 6 months. All of my friends hated me, they threw the dirty sand on my hair. They put a glue on my chair, so that my skirt torned. They laughed happily on me. They pushed me down on the ground. When I bullied by my friends, there were no person could help me, even my teacher. My teacher also hated me like my friends. She (my teacher) didn’t believe if I got high score (NEVER). She (my teacher) didn’t believe that I drew picture perfectly (NEVER).

I hated all subjects in school. When we had sport, no one wouldn’t make me as their team. When we had math, I always had score under five. When we had English, I could never understand what the teacher talked about. When we had science, I was good in it, but my teacher didn’t believe that I was good in that. When we had drawing, I also was good in it, but my teacher didn’t believe that I was good in that too.

How strong I was... stayed in a school that hated me badly. Not only my friends, but also some ex-teachers hated me too. Though I had done all the good things, she still angry to me, I also got bullied that I was a dumb student. I felt really hurt, tears ran out non stop. The more I cried the more they bullied me.

At that time, there was a boy closed to me, but it was no longer. Because everyone who closed to me also got bullied. I was also had another friend, he closed to me but only after school. We played fire every night, sometimes he gave me food, and taught me difficult lessons. I still didn’t understand why I got bullied in school.

At the end when we passed the national exam and ready to continue to the next level of school. All of my friends asked for an apologize. Some of them came to my house and stayed a night. Though, it had been changed better, but the pain in my heart would difficult to erase.

When I was in high school, my elementary school friends contacted me. I asked to him, why did he bully me. He answered me that he didn’t bully me.

One day, there were a reunion of elementary school friends. I said that I wouldn't come. But, my friends came to my house and picked me up. He stopped for a while at the gas station. “you have changed”, he said. “Am I changed into ugliest person and ready to be bullied?” . “No, you have changed into a beautiful one.” . I could answer no  more.

Sometimes, I thought... were they bullied me because of I was ugly and dumb?? Anyway, I already forgive them. I think positively, maybe it cause we were a child, and couldn’t think mature. Now we has grown up older and could think mature... also, they and I already forgotten all the bad memories, and we keep in touch to each other. I thanked to them cause had been bullying me. I felt stronger, and it makes me to be better better and better.

However, still... bullying is really bad... I had ever been thinking to suicide. So, stop bullying to others.

And for me... teachers should be objective, and always love, respect the way your students are.

Someday, if I were a teacher. I want to be a teacher with positive mind, can be a friend of my students, can help students in every situations, help them to solve their problems, guide them to be good students, and to realize their future goals.

I also want to be a good friend to my friends. I will  not let my friends feel alone like I was...and...will never do bad things to friends. Because everything you do is what you will receive in the future
Then for those who is bullied like I was, face your problems (cause I wasn't strong enough to face my problems); talk briefly to your parents about what you feel, about your days, about your problems; ask solutions to some people who are elder than you (cause I didn't do this); be strong; make your self better; don't ever think to suicide; show them that you are better than them; think positive!!