I Was Here
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Hello strangers and lurkers of the Internet. I'd rather not say my name for safety reasons, but I will tell a story. My story.
I'm a 16 year old female.
I was raped, bullied and abused. I'm currently healing from these horrible and traumatic moments of my life. But, you know what? I'm still living. I've survived.
It all began in elementary school. I was always picked on by my classmates. Of course, being as big as I was, I would fight back. It made me look like a bully, until I became one.
Allow me to explain.
The boys in my class would call me names and the names they called me, hurt me. So I would hurt them back, with my fists. By the time we were in grade 5, nobody messed with me. I thought I was invincible. I thought I had all the power in the world. Everyone followed me. I was the leader of the girls.
Being the leader was tough, nobody liked me. That's another story.
I picked on this girl because she stood up to me. Nobody ever stood up to me before. I was the biggest kid in the class, literally. I didn't like that so I got everyone to hate her. Including her family.
You see, I was the leader. Nobody talks like that to a leader. I was pissed off, so I made her life a living hell.
Karma hit me hard. I no longer had any power. The girls all ganged up on me and made me the loser. The girl I was talking about? She became the new leader. The only ones that talked to me were the boys, my early enemies. I was ghosted by my friends. I was ghosted by my best friend since kindergarten. I was alone.
After a month, we were talking again. They bullied me throughout the month. I forgave my best friend, but not my "friends". I still can't.
In grade 6, I made a boy cry because he threw a snowball at a puppy. I pushed him and he fell down. I should have walked away or turn my head. I didn't. God, I wish I did.
The boy made his family and friends come after me. Soon, everyone in the entire school hated me.
Around the same time, I was also bullied online. Someone had made a fake FaceBook account of me and made me a lot of enemies. Enemies that I never met in my life. People who I didn't knew existed. They all wanted to hit me.
Imagine that. Everywhere you go, a stranger will call out you're name every 10 minutes. How would you feel if they approached you? Demanding you to fight them? Imagine you were 11 yet old and a big group of teenagers tried to hurt you? And at the same time, you are getting bullied in school.
That traumatized me.
I would get pushed and tripped. They were throwing garbage at the back of my head. They would be talking s*** about me. I remember that clearly. I remember I came home that day and I broke down in my room. I wouldn't stop crying. My family came and I finally told them what's been going on in school.
That was the best thing I did. Even at the time I didn't realize it.
My brothers... Man, my brothers, my sister and my mom. They were the ones that protected me. My brothers almost went to jail because of me. My brother threatened my bullies with bear mace. My other brother pointed a gun to a girl's face.
And my mom, she is the one that saved me from killing myself. I felt no love. I felt like nobody cared. I was so depressed. She was feeling my pain. She desperately tried to stop me from killing myself.
I love my mom. I told myself that my reason to live is for my mom. When she dies, I die with her. Now it's not the case. I realized I'm not going to die until my purpose here on earth is fulfilled.
As I was saying, I have been bullied. Whoever is reading this... Thank you for reading one of my stories.
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