I was bullied by my roommates at camp, but I kept coming back. My friends are always there for me.
I am glad that I have friends here. Being bullied is not fun. "you can't write, you can't color." my roommates told me. Yes, I was upset; but, I just wanted to keep coming back.
Besides this place is my other home. I love it very much. My friends are happy to see me. This is my message to you, you will have friends to help you feel better.