As a new student at Golden Falls Elementary, I knew no one. It made me an easy target for bullies. Just when I had settled into the routine of Mrs. Franklin's third grade class, three girls-Emily, Sarah and Ali decided to pick on me. They gave me nasty looks, said mean things to me and even spread unture rumors about me. Weeks passed before finnally, I decieded to let the teacher know about the bullying taking place.
Mrs. Franklin took me and the trio of Emily, Sarah and Ali out of class and into the hall the day after I had told on them. She gave them a lecture and made them apologize. Yet, less than two weeks after the lecture, it happened again. Emily, the leader of the group, peppered me with insults, calling me a "tattletale" or "dramatic". Sarah made her own remarks clear by telling me "You're weird" or, "You're strange", and back it up with a "Just kidding!". Then, to make matters worse, another bully decided to join in.
Hannah, a short and sometimes anoying girl who sat next to me, had a nice side and a dark side. I didn't trust her. She would harass me, say mean things about what I packed for snack or what I did and tattled on me once, yes, tattled on me.
After I returned from the first shift of running a table after doing our third grade "Golden Falls Shoppes" to raise money for a feild trip, I sat at my desk and doing math problems when my teacher told me to come out in the hall. I follwoed her out the door and into the hallway. And who did I see standing there? Evil little Hannah. I knew she was up to no good. After shutting the classroom door so no one inside could hear, Mrs. Franklin said, "Hannah told me that after you came in and she asked you for help, you said 'Well, why don't you do it yourself' in a sassy tone,". She looked straight at me. "Did you?"
"No," I said,"I never said it."
"Hannah, are you lying to me?" Mrs. Franklin asked her. Hannah looked innocent.
"NO! She just is lying! She doesn't want to get in trouble" Hannah said.
"Apologize to her," Mrs. Franklin said, "Then go back into the classroom."
I had no choice but to apoligize. "Sorry"
But I didn't mean it.
For the next few months school was torture. I hated going. I just hated it. I came home crying everyday and my mom tried to push the school to deal with it, but they stayed as stubborn as a mule. Nothing worked. It was a releif for me when I finnally was out of school. And I have never been to public school since then.
That happened four years ago. Four. I am writeing this blog to help others deal with bullying. The bullying girls have to deal with everyday has to stop. Check out all the advice, which I hope can help with your bullying problems. And if there's too much neon, let me know!