Stop Bullying Quotes Novels & Stories

“Won’t work. Do you…win hockey games alone?” “Eh…no? It’s a team sport. Kinda the whole point to not work alone.” “Exactly.” When I turn around, he’s frowning. Right…the look of a guy who has never gotten bullied in his life. “Bullying victims…uhm… It’s not just…bullies. Bystanders…uhm…guardians…people around. If they don’t help, then…victims can’t…fight back.” “...Fighting bullying is a team sport.”

“Then let them try.” But his laughter faded, replaced by seriousness. He stepped closer, lowering his voice so only I could hear. “Aurora… listen to me. They will bully you here. They will say harsh things to break you. Don’t take their words to heart. You’re stronger than you think—but strength isn’t always about fighting back with words. Sometimes, survival means knowing when to stay quiet. Don’t do anything that could get you killed. Talking too rudely, especially to Liam… that’s dangerous.”

She stamped her leg on his shoe and he winced in pain but still didn't leave her. "He's calling me a liar, Justin," Suzanne said, the hurt very evident in her voice. "Who cares what he thinks?" Justin answered her softly. "How dare you ignore us, Ryan?! We're your teammates!" Ethan snapped as Ryan started walking away. Annabelle was taking her self-pronounced job of a bouncer seriously. She didn't let Ethan through to Ryan. Ryan paused in his walk and looked back. "The fact that you're my teammates doesn't mean you can all team up against Marissa because you dislike her. That's a form of bullying and I won't stand it," Ryan said curtly and resumed walking away.

I pulled away from the hug and smile at her. “Everything good comes out of you; Tony and I are good people, aren’t we?” I asked. She nods. “Right! If nothing good comes out of you, you wouldn’t encounter a good person like me, if nothing good comes out of you, you wouldn’t have Tony as your mate!” “But what about the bullying?” “That was because you have no one then, it’s different now, you have me and Tony if anybody bullies you, they’ll have us to answer to!”

Making her consider surrendering to make pain stop. "Don't give up," I said firmly. "Don't let them win through persistence. Don't prove that social pressure destroys what magical compatibility created. You've proven your bond. You've demonstrated divine design. You've shown everyone that love transcends gender and tradition and prejudice. Don't let bullying undo what courage built."

"...because surviving is never cowardly." The children watched her with complete attention. "If you can escape safely..." She smiled. "Escape." A little boy raised his hand. "What if someone calls us cowards?" Amber smiled again. "They're alive enough to insult you." The room laughed. "So I would call that a successful escape." Even more laughter. A teenage girl asked the next question. "But what if someone is bullying my little brother?" Amber nodded. "Different situation." She stood, walking toward the center of the room.

“No sir. They just tease me a lot. When they started today, I screamed at them to leave me alone. Then the whole class looked at me, and I wanted to cry but I didn’t.” “I’m going to tell you something I don’t want you to ever repeat.” Samantha started. “If anyone ever puts their hands on you... make their lives hell. But... never strike first, and never provoke.” “And if you see anyone getting bullied or picked on, stand up for them.” I added. “But like your Mom said. Never strike first unless it is absolutely necessary in order to protect yourself or others.” “But what if they just need a punch in the face?” Nick asked. “Penny said some people just need a good punch in the face every once i

I just said. “I was also scared. In my old school, I was bullied there... but I tried to defend myself because I was tired of being afraid of them! I have to be strong for myself. You have to be strong Eunice. Don’t listen and just watch them bully you. Make a way to stop them. Don’t you feel sorry for yourself? “

“Then hear me now. When someone hits you, you hit back. Hard enough they think twice before touching you again.” My head snapped toward him. “No.” The word came out sharper than I meant. “We don’t teach them that.” He looked at me, calm as a closed door. “We teach them not to be prey.” “We teach them to reason,” I shot back. “To use words. To get help. Violence teaches more violence.” Eve nudged, thoughtful. “Teeth and words. Both are ways of handling bullies."

"That you should be ambitious just like your mom, Sapphire Walters. Don't let some dumb ass guy make you quit. Your parents might be late, but that doesn't mean they are not watching every step, every decision, and every win you achieve, baby girl. So backing off and wanting to quit attending college won't do you any good but bring disappointment to your parent's faces and mine too." "B_but he's a bully. No matter what I do, say, or happen around me, he must always find a way to get involved! And at the end of the day, I either get harassed or bullied! I don't like it, Aunt. Who knows, he might end up doing worse than he did today," She complained. Scoff.