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4/24/2013 2:24:10 AM
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To This Day -- Bullying and childhood story discussion
One of my teachers showed me this video today in class, and it was probably one of the most beautiful and terribly relevant things I've seen on YouTube. I can relate to the whole "Pork Chop" thing because when I was younger, I was called Smeagol, or Golem, mainly because all of the other kids thought I was ugly. I would go home crying almost every day, and one day it got even worse.
My grandfather had shot himself, and he was slowly dying on life support.
With this, I burst into tears, and I came to the school the next day a blabbering mess, reluctant to go. One day, I was approached by a boy, who asked me what was wrong. He acted like his intentions were good at first, but I soon found out that after I had told him about my Grandfather shooting himself, he went around school telling [i]everyone[/i]. Kids would walk up to me saying, "Hey Julian, POW." and pull the trigger of a fake gun up to their head. I went home an held a knife to my neck that day. I couldn't do it.
I was only eight years old.
I'm doing much better now. I'm generally happy, and I have great friends who would die for me. I've realized since then that life is beautiful, and you just have to enjoy all of the little things that make you overlook the bullshit.
So, on that note, share your stories. Were you bullied ever, and how did you deal with it? Also feel free to share any funny, scary or interesting childhood stories.
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1 ReplyI was in a foster home until I was 9, and there was 1 guy, 1 friend I had in that house I could trust and he was like a brother to me, we shared the same room, the same house, the same everything, he was my mentor, defended me when/if I was beat up/bullied (It happened a lot) and he taught me almost everything... he was a little on the large side and he had a heart of gold, but the high school he went to, and I eventually went to was full of evil people who would tear you apart if you were in any way different, and one evening he in the middle of the night he just felt he couldn't take it... my best friend and brother on the night of Sept. 14th 1995 had hung himself due to bullying and I was the one to find him that morning along with the note that he was hoping that would be given to me by our foster parents... he hoped they would find him first and they would just give me the letter instead "Hey bro, I'm sorry to say but my time here is up and I have to say goodbye now I'm getting sent to a new home because of all the scraps we've gotten into, we may not see each other again but stay strong, try your hardest to get out of this dump, and keep smiling for me! -Dan" After I saw the message I went into depression for a couple years and everything became a blur, I started picking fights with everyone who even looked at me funny, my grades slipped, I just tried isolating myself until eventually I got some sense beaten into me.... I then re-read the message and remembered what he wanted me to do so I tried like hell to get out of there and eventually got adopted into a nice home with my mum and dad... I then focused on being successful as I could be and now I am where I am today, and I hope Dan is satisfied with what I've done. that's my story on how my childhood went.
