I've been bullied for 9 years not only by classmates but by my family too. When I was little I had a really bad speech impediment, my father would constantly yell at me to speak normally and would hit me when I couldn't. Finally my mom left my dad and took me with her only to be stuck with my mom's boyfriend who constantly did drugs. He ended up getting my mom pregnant twice with my brother and sister. he would physically abuse me and said that if was to tell anyone he would hurt my 1 year old sister and 3 year old brother. At school I never talked to anyone because they always made fun of how I looked at talked. There was a time when I didn't say anything at all that lasted about a year.when I was 12 I was really into art, I would skip lunches to starve myself and to past the time I would draw. One day while going to the corner of the lunch room someone came up to the table I was sitting at and tore all the pages in my art book then spilled milk all over them. That was three years ago now im just starting in high school as a freshman. To be honest I still wouldn't be here if it was for my boyfriend. He saved me in 7th grade when I was in the janitors closet cuting my wrist. Though im still being bullied by everyone around me at lest I know that there is someone who still cares about how I feel.