If you are reading this then you might want to have a box of tissues next to you. My story starts in the 6th grade ,since when does it not start in middle school?, when I first started middle school I was excited and I couldn’t wait, but then the popular girl started making fun of me for the most stupid reasons like my voice is to hight, I’m a red head and not a blonde or a brunett, I’m small and not tall , and I’m not as smart as I should be. They spread rumors that I bring weapons to schools and I am gay (which I’m not) or that I want to be a prostitude. I ignored it but then it spread to after school. The 7th grade girls would tell me to f— off, go die in a hole, dumb a–, w—-. It was murder and the boys would scream in my ears and do other things that hurt me physicaly and mentally. It went to far one day when a guy tried to grab me. He told me he loved me that he wanted to do things to me. I was screaming trying to get him off he tried to grab my breasts and then I bit the guy and drew blood. I got in trouble. The people at that school were hypocrites and they knew they were lying but all they wanted to do was sugar coat it and make it not their problem. THEY NEED TO STOP IT!!!! I attempted suicide at age 11 doesn’t that tell the school ” hey something is wrong and we need to change it!” Why won’t they do anything?! I’m out of that hell they call school and I’m at a knew school. But I won’t forget my story and I will tell it to anyone and everyone. Thank you for reading.