The worst thing for me was that I did tell people and there was no reprocussion for them, but I was the one who had to make the changes to make it stop, according to teachers and everyone. Kids used to push me down the stairs. One group of boys beat me up with a baseball bat. When I went to the principal with th bruises he said I was a "known liar" (I tended to feel sick a lot because my mom was dying so I always wanted to go home,) and that I did it to myself for attention. Kids used to leave notes in my locker telling me to commit suicide.... so I stopped going to my locker. And all of that, they said I was doing for attention.... and so much more....

There was only one time my dad went and talked to a boy's parents to make him stop, but my family was friends with their family.

There are just some of us I feel who have an invisible target, and we're the only ones who don't know it's there until the attacks don't stop.