My story. (1)

Bullying; use superior strength or influence to intimidate someone

        I'm the youngest of seven siblings. three have died, but I only knew one. All of my siblings are all gone up and moved out and had kids. I live with my grandmother. My dad lives with me, but he's no dad to me. My mom doesn't live with me. When me and my brother, he died of cancer last year, were around two she was with another man and apparently and did some things. So me and my brother had to go into Foster Care, but my grandmother got us and our sister and took custody of us.
        Later on in fifth grade I accidently did something and the whole school knew who I was, in a bad way, and they called me names. Teachers and all were laughing behind my backs. I went to them but nothing stopped. They would do anything to make suffer. My *friends* were no where to be found. I cried myself to sleep every night.
        The next year, my mom was back our lives, me and my brother. She made me so self-conscious of myself, I almost killed myself but I didn't. After that day I started to cut. I stop cutting for about 2 months. I still get bullied sometimes about I think on the positive side
        This is my story. It isn't a huge sad depressing story, but anyway watch what u say to people. Don't treat people different. Bullying can be taken too far. When you laugh at someone for being ugly or whatever, stop. Every person is different.