Hey my names Katie, and this is my story on my personal experience with being the victim of a bully. I have been bullied since I started pre-school. My story is quite long as there have been many events in my life where I have felt conflicted or have been bullied.

I was a victim of bullying everyday at pre-school. I moved pre-schools twice because of it and the fact that I kept getting sick. Some girls, I didn't even know their names, but everyday they would push me and call me names and tell me to do things that are quite disgusting and bad. I then moved to a different pre-school, hoping that I would find some nice friends. I found one, she ended up leaving and left me alone for a few months. Yea it doesn't seem that long but when your young and have no other friends it is long. I was locked inside because apparently I wasn't cool enough to play with the 'bigger kids' who were only 1 year older than me. I wasn't allowed in this awesome playground they had because I was too little. These children, I absolutely hated them, I cried everyday and never looked forward to going. I'll continue onto kindergarten now.

The first major-ish incident happened when I was in kindergarten. Now this isn't really classified as bullying but it can possibly be classified as racism. I was best friends with two girls, I'll call them M and S. It was lunch time and we were sitting down eating our lunch in our lines. Everyone got up and left and S, M and I were sitting with the teacher, finishing off our lunch. S suddenly turned to me and said "I don't want to be friends with you anymore because your a different colour to me". I am not exactly the fairest person out there nor and I the darkest, I'm tanned. I turned to my friend with tears in my eyes and nodded. I got up and walked to the teacher. This was my first encounter with something this bad. I had a few incidents where some girls would target me for all incidents that would get them into trouble. I hated it. This eventually stopped, but not for long as the popular girls had been selected. Well more like they selected themselves to be a big deal and 'the girl of your dreams'. Let me tell you know, they were pretty ugly, they weren't quite the definition of pretty but if you told them that it would kind of be like mean girls. They would make your life miserable. I wasn't bullied so much in year 1. I was always under low profile but, having the best year with my best friends S and M.

Year 2 came around. I wasn't exactly the best child. I didn't get along very well with the teacher who hated me since day one for some strange reason. She even said it to my face as well. A few boys, we'll call them C, H and M. They were very upfront and rude. They would follow me around the playground, trying to touch me up and trying to have 'sex' with me. THIS IS YEAR 2! It went on for a term. I told my mum everything that happened and the principle spoke to the boys. The teacher didn't believe me because of an incident earlier and because I was always lying and saying I felt sick when all I wanted to do was get out of the classroom because I hated her. This incident is actually really stupid. A girl I was best friends with in year 6 bullied me and made up rumours because she couldn't have what turned out to be my boyfriend for 3 years. This is still year 2. She got so angry that the day he asked me out she came up to me and punched, kicked and bit me. She was really mean. Turns out she still is and always will be.

Year 3. S, M and I brought Bratz dolls to school to play with as they were the new craze. Well some other girl decided to join our group. I wasn't keen on the idea but I couldn't say anything when S and M wanted to be friends with her. One day we were playing and I asked M if I could borrow a really pretty red dress for my doll. The new girl Z looked at me and said "But M said I could have it not you, give it to me now fat biatch". I looked at Z and started to cry, running away into the toilets and crying there. All I remember hearing before I left crying was Z, M and S crying. I had no other friends because everyone unfriended me or hated me for reason's unknown. Well from that day S and M never spoke to me again and they would torment me in the playground along with Z as their leader. I would walk up to them and try and play with them but they would run away from me. I didn't even know what I did. Rumours were started and the populars even started to give me a hard go. I was so scared to o to school because I was scared they would call me names. Most of year 3 was spent crying at home and crying in school bathrooms. My parents sent in a note telling the teachers about what was happening. When the teacher spoke to them we all walked away and went back to the small assembly. However when walking there Z was behind me and somehow I tripped on the concrete and grazed my knee really bad. Later that day I ended up throwing up and going home sick because I can't handle certain amounts of pain really well. I'm a baby I know. After that day I spent the rest of year 3 playing soccer with the boys and sitting in the end of the playground making daisy chains for the prayer space in the classroom.

Year 4 was not much better. I made new friends but that didn't last long. One of the girls in that group, I'll call her K, didn't like me because I was 'stealing the attention from her'. Yea whatever. I just needed friends so I didn't look like a loser for a year, a term and a half was enough, too much. So she would silently try to exclude me. I was too blind to notice though. One day she took it too far. She jumped off a seat and kicked me in an area where someone shouldn't be kicked. It really hurt. I started to cry and the teacher was called. The teacher didn't know I was hurt so he told us to hug it out in a group hug. Well that didn't feel comfortable. I was really scared. I went to the toilet as I needed to go however when I went it stung and there was blood everywhere. I freaked out. I couldn't sit or anything. I told the teacher and she told me to go to the office so they could look. I said no because that would be weird. I spent the rest of the day like that. We had assembly and had to sit on the ground, really uncomfortable. I then had to go to after school care and wasn't getting picked up until 4:30pm. So eventually I went home and I told my mum what happened and she checked me out to make sure I wasn't badly damaged. Well I ended up at the doctors and had to get invisible glue stitches down there because down there was split open. I was so scared that I thought I would never be able to have children ever because I always wanted to have children. I was only 10, I'm okay. That was the last straw, we told the teacher and she was dealt with, karma bit her back in the bum because she split her knee open a few months later.

Year 5. Wow. That was a pretty hectic year, I was accused of bullying someone who threatened me every day, she would tell me that her dad would take my family away because he was a police officer. She wrote notes into the teacher telling her that I did all these things to her like bash her up after school and so much more, that was a lie because I went to after school care every afternoon and didn't want to go near her. I ended up on detention because apparently I did everything. I didn't do a thing to her except say no when she wanted to play with my Monster High Dolls.

Year 6 was the best year because I wasn't bullied because something must have clicked in everyone telling them we wouldn't see each other next year some of us won't any way. Bully free year.

I am now in year 7. My best friends I made in year 6 cause I changed friends for the 4th time in primary, they decided to bully me this year for 2 terms. Out of jealousy? Because they didn't like me anymore? I actually have no idea as to why. I was always loyal and faithful to them. They were being mean to me and one of the girls, J we'll call her, was fighting with me because of a fan account we ran together. It then progressed to annoying me out of school and talking about me behind my back to other people at school. This was not the first impression I wanted to make at high school. Well this happened from term 1 to week 2 term 3. I told the teachers and they dealt with it straight away unlike primary and I haven't had any more issues. I know I'm only in year 7 so I am expecting more bullying from others, I know that this won't be over. It's over know but in my later years it could get worse.

Thank you very much for letting me share my story!

Cyberbullying, teasing, name calling, physical altercations, gang abuse

I was around 4

Friends, best friends, class mates

They made my life miserable by telling me to do things or they would threaten me, they spread awful rumours and called me every name in the book.

I was scared to go to school, I was depressed but not greatly. I wanted to crawl into a ball and die.

I felt miserable and like not living anymore. I questioned if anyone wanted me on this planet any more or what I did to deserve this.

I talked to my parents and family members about what was happening.

I self harmed for a while but I couldn't do it any more, I went under a misery faze and had a tad of depression.

Yes I have.

Yes, I told family and present friends as well as past.

I told them to let them know what was happening and if any of my friends have been bullied it would sort of be a way of saying that I know what you've been through and if you ever need advice I've been there done that and I can help you through it.

All up, about 9 years.

No I am not but I hope it stays this way. I am and always have been a candidate of bullying, I am not surprised if it picks up again.