Novel & Cerita Story Of Bullying

Jessica smiled, "When I was in elementary school, I was very timid. We didn't come to W City back then, and I lived with my parents in a small fishing village. The children in the countryside were particularly wild, and I was bullied every day at school. There were two bullies in my class who would throw chalk at me, put bugs in my backpack, and hide my homework... After school, they would even take my pocket money. Life in the fishing village was not affluent, and children didn't have much money. They wanted to buy things, so they would only bully other children. I was very scared of them. Every time I saw them, I would take a detour. I would tense up my whole body, become rigid, and trembl

END FLASHBACK The next year I started kindergarten and met Kayla. She told me the Moon Goddess visited her in a dream and told her about me, that we were meant to be best friends and that I would need her. Boy, was she right. The bullying started in 2nd grade with just names, but it got progressively worse as time passed. Kayla was my one constant in school. Over the years, there were other freinds, but they either moved to other packs or joined the rest of our class in the bullying. As long as I had Kayla as my friend, I was ok. It still hurt, but I always knew I had her to talk to about it.

Especially because I was never the type to share my problems with someone else, seeing that I never had friends to begin with. “I don’t know why they targeted me,” I began. “I never recall doing anything wrong to them. They’re at the top of the hierarchy in our school, while I was at the bottom. One moment I was the boring, quiet, forgettable student, then the next thing I knew, these popular students two years my senior suddenly turned their attention to me. For some reason that only the three of them know—and probably their friends—I became the victim of their relentless bullying.”

I took another deep breath in and let it out slowly, stalling as long as I could before beginning. “It really started a few years ago, nothing major, just getting pushed around for stepping in to stop other, younger, kids from getting pushed around. Bullies don’t like to be told what to do, so, naturally, more and more bullying happened.

# Chapter Three: Gavin Hawkins was an Asshole The first hours of school went on smoothly until literature, when the teacher talked about the bullying she had suffered back in school. It made me remember when I was younger. I had been a shy and quiet kid, but my mutism had made me an easy target for bullies. They called me "silent treatment" and said I was "ignoring" them, even when I was trying my best to communicate. They pushed me around, tripped me in the hallways, and even stole my lunch money.

She paid close attention to her teachers, eager to absorb as much knowledge as possible, the adults educational program proved to be challenging, but Sharon was determined to excel, Sharon had always been different from the other students in her school, and unfortunately, that made her a target for bullying. Despite going through surgery to reduce the size of her ears and her fingers and toes, Sharon's height and weight still made her stand out in a crowd as a alien, The bullying started in her first day In the class, students would make fun of her ears, calling her "Dumbo" and "elephant ears." They would also tease her about her seven fingers and toes, asking her if she was part of the X Me

"It’s a long story..." "I’m all ears," I said, crossing my arms and waiting for him to begin. "I’m not good at telling stories." He let out a deep sigh, hesitated for a moment, then decided to continue. "Bullying—that’s what Lorraine put me through when I was a kid. I was chubby and clumsy, and she always made fun of me and pulled pranks on me. As long as I’ve known Lorraine, she’s been spoiled, arrogant, and, in my eyes, downright despicable. She and her friends only stopped picking on me when they started caring more about status and social hierarchy, but that disgusting behavior never really went away—it was just redirected toward people from less privileged backgrounds. I always thought,

She always does. Moving means another school and having to adjust and face maybe even worse bullying. I cried myself to sleep, refusing to eat dinner or even have breakfast before leaving the house the next morning. As soon as I arrived at school, something even worse spoiled my mood. Jace Carter. The school’s hottest jock and the nation’s golden boy. At the age of sixteen, he managed to get into the national hockey team and is barely around for classes. In sophomore year, he had called me “spear-chucker” in front of the entire cafeteria because I bought dumplings for lunch.

I whispered. I let go of his arms and asked him to sit in the living room so we could chat more quietly. "Tell everything to me!" asked Dad. "I've ever been a victim of bullying. I've tried asking friends, acquaintances, and even teachers for help. No one wants to help me. Until finally, I messed up and tried to kill myself. Luckily, Kenan was there. He helped me until I was safe. Kenan then helped me fight off those bullies, and now I've managed to get away from them. They even got scared of me! So, there's nothing for you to worry about! Everything is fine now," I told him carefully.

She gave a sad smile, "He treated my mother with love and respect. We didn't have too much growing up, but we never felt the burns that came with it because Dad made sure we were always happy. We were always together. You know, there was this time in senior high, when this girl was bullying me. She called me smally-Mena and made the others laugh at me. Dad came to the school that day to give me a message and only to see them kicking me around." "Do you remember their names? Just their names will be enough help. I can take it from there." He said casually. Ismena snorted, knowing that there was nothing casual about his intentions. "That was nine or ten years ago, Wolfe. Seventy percent of hum