When people bully me, my teachers would try to make me think I am imagining things, or they would say, “They did not mean it that way.” I always wondered who I was supposed to talk to when I was in a situation like this. Unfortunately, this is the start of my morning most of the time, Monday through Friday.

They always tell my mom to tell me to tell the teacher, but for what, because they never do anything about it.

Why do the good kids always get in trouble for defending themselves?

One might say, I am too young to experience bullying. Believe it or not, bullying happens to kids who are younger than me.

When I am being bullied, my teachers never listen. They always think I am making it up—or they will try to sugar-coat the situation. They fail to realize that children have feelings too, and we deserve to be heard.

Teachers just don’t understand bullying hurts.

Teachers just don’t understand how I feel inside. They think since they asked us to apologize, their job is done. It isn’t done, because I still hurt from the name-calling, hitting, humiliation, sleepless nights, and from feeling alone and depressed at school.

One might say, I am too young to experience bullying. Believe it or not, bullying happens to kids who are younger than me. When I am being bullied my teachers never listen. They always think I am making it up—or they will try to sugar-coat the situation. They fail to realize that children have feelings too, and we deserve to be heard. Teachers just don’t understand bullying hurts.

My teachers would think the problem was solved. It wasn’t… because the same person would still pick on me, just more quietly, so the teacher wouldn’t hear him. It only got worse, and more people began to pick on me because they knew they were not going to get into trouble. I was miserable going to school every day.