I am 15 years old and have experienced a bully of a different form. It’s called a cyber-bullying. Cyber-bullying has been called a big problem in the United States. I have been a victim of this horrifying type of bullying, I want to tell you my story.

My first day of sixth grade was supposed to be a new start with new people, but instead it was a new start to the fear that had haunted me for years before. My friends became my enemies, my enemies became my friend. Although I had friends I felt very alone and depressed, I wanted to be a kid again so that there would no longer be the stress. I missed the laughter and jokes. Now the people I trusted the most with all my secretes were sharing those words I once spoke. They told the friends that I had just meant that I would lie, hurt, and ruin their lives; many of them ignored the words of those who had come to hate me. While others left to become one of them, they would hate me for two years only to learn the truth a year to late. I told myself I wasn’t going to stick around for the people who had damaged my heart. I said I had to get away, I said I had to give up on them; I said the doors to my life were shut for good. I was wrong though all those thoughts were a waste of time, the people that had chosen to come back returned because they loved me somewhere deep down.

After facing the truth of my sixth grade year I came to realize summer was a day away, which meant no more bullying or rumor till two months later. School started that August; the fear had stricken once again. The bullying had gotten worse over break; this was caused because I created an account on Facebook. This created a chance for the bullies to keep putting hurtful things in my mind. I would cry to sleep every night, just logging off wasn’t working. The girl that caused the most pain was the girl I would forgive and become close friends with. We told each other everything; I remember telling her how if I lost her as a friend I wouldn’t be able to move on. We both agreed nothing would pull us apart, not knowing what would come later in life.

Now for the last year of middle school. I fell in love with my best guy friend, but he was in love with my best friend. I was okay with it because he was happy, they were off and on for a few months then finally she said she was done with him, meanwhile him and I had become very close. We did end up dating and it felt great, I had my love. That ended two weeks later when I told I needed to know the truth. About a month later the girl that I had come close to the year before then dated him after promising me she wouldn’t. this felt like a knife to the chest even though him and I were still best friends. One day while texting him I said I loved him, mistake number one. She yelled at me and I yelled back because he wasn’t going to be pulled away from me, only weeks later I told him he was my best friend. This triggered an effect on her once again. I told her to stop controlling him, mistake number two. He and I stopped talking until summer had set sail for one more time. That’s when she began to call me names and pull me down on Facebook. I didn’t want my family involved so I kept it to myself while trying my best to keep laughing. Then it hit me he was no longer a part of my life and I couldn’t do anything about it. I began to self-harm, mistake number three.

Freshmen year, him and I started talking again and she found out. He stopped talking to me and I cried ever night again. He was gone for good I thought, a month later he text me saying “listen im so sorry for being such a bad friend, but she making me choose you or her.” I wanted him to be happy “you’re not a bad friend, choose her. I’m not worth your time anyways.” He didn’t believe my words “sis, you are worth more than just time, I love you sissy and thank you.” I had tears in my eyes “goodbye bubby.” That was it; there would no longer be that friend that would stand by me even when no one else would. He was my best friend. Three months after the pain and guilt had subsided she was back, she threated to hurt him. I would do whatever it took to protect him, she told me to become invisible, so for almost a year I have been invisible to him safe. Now I must show who I am so he will understand I can’t take the bullying anymore. That’s my bully story.