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Posted: 8/26/2013

My name is V.Lucien Maier, I was born in The Netherlands (Holland) and we came to Utah when I was 4. Of course I was different and got teased and harassed all through school.

So when a young fan of mine emailed and asked if I could write a story about bullies something told me I had to. Later that day I pushed No More on to the web. I am amazed at the reaction it has gotten, and I am so pleased people are getting something from it.

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Clara wanted nothing more than to curl up in a ball and remain in her bed the rest of the day, where it was safe. They would be on the bus waiting for her. It had all started in the second grade. Clara had been very open and very excited about school and friends.

But that year Jen started to criticize how she dressed. It was petty at first, but within two years Jen had recruited two of her friends and the teasing had become merciless. Every year it had gotten worse.

So Clara had pulled further and further away from everything. Reading had become an escape of the years and the books leaned more and more towards stories of finding their own place in the world.

A hour later she stood on the corner, and grimaced as the bus came around the corner to pick her up. The bus stopped and the door opened with a woosh. She boarded and walked with her head down to the seat she sat in everyday.

“Nice shirt, Clara.” Jen balked.

She ignored her.

“Where you get it at, the old folks home?” One of Jen's flunkies chimed in.

She ignored her too. As best as she could.

“Wow.” A voice came.

He was in the back of them and they had paid no attention. He had moved into the neighborhood a week ago. Read the full story

By: Lucien Maier

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What Makes ME GREAT

Posted: 8/26/2013

My name is Michelle and I completed a Gold Award Project which focused on building up self-esteem in young children. As a secondary focus I also built up the children’s awareness of bullying and places it can occur. My project consisted of working a minimum of 80 hours with two groups of children comprised of 1st to 6th grades in a local counseling center. The program is titled “What Makes ME GREAT”. The goal of this program is to help children understand what it means to have good self-esteem and discover some of the good qualities they possess that they may have been unaware of prior to the program. The grade levels I worked with were 1st through 5th graders. Surprisingly, only three children in a class of 12 second graders knew what self-esteem was and only five children in a group of 13 kids in fourth and fifth grade. I feel that children’s lack of understanding about self-esteem could be one of the reasons some children lack a strong self-esteem. Read more about the project

By: Michelle

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This too shall pass.

Posted: 8/20/2013

I used to be bullied when I was in Elementary school, and somewhat in Middle School. You see, growing up, in the 80's/90's, I always hung out with the boys. For the longest time, I was the only girl on my block, and at some point, my mom let me cut my hair short and dress like a boy. The girls used to make fun of me, and the boys that who hung out with me in the neighborhood, just avoided me at school. I'll never forget the day in the 5th grade when a very popular and mean girl loudly made fun of me and went around the classroom asking the boys if they would take me to the dance. I overheard boys laugh and say no way. Even my own cousin wouldn't hang out with me. She was too busy trying to impress the "cool" girls.  

I remember not wanting to go to class. I remember hanging out in the library and reading by myself often. Luckily, I had very loving parents -- and that helped me through it. Although I had no friends and I was laughed at and teased, for some reason, I still marched forward as if to the beat of my own drum. I was smart, likely that helped me to rise above it. My mother always told me to protect the weak and stand up to bullies. Her words helped me feel like it didn't matter what the other kids said about me. That they didn't matter and that they were on the wrong side of things.

I was called a boy. A rumor started about me that I wore Transformers underwear. I was often laughed at, and the last to be picked to join a group or team. Later in early-middle school, I was called big bird. I think it had to do with how skinny I was and in my first attempts to look like a girl, I wore a bright blue eyeliner.

It wasn't until the 8th grade that my school life changed. I made quality friendships with good solid people. Some of the same girls who made fun of me were part of my high school click. Although, they weren't my true friends, they were on the shallower side of the click and more "friends of friends" or lunch table acquaintances.

My point is, it's all over now. I can even laugh about it. My experience has made me who I am, and I am stronger for it. I have a successful job, a family, and a strong sense of self and direction. What's important is intelligence, kindness, empathy and tenacity. I just wanted to pass this story on in hopes of reminding kids/teenagers who are going through bullying that it will pass for you too. No amount of bullying is worth your life. Life is too precious to waste on the people who pick on you. The bullies are not worth your time and energy. Look around and you will see others in the same boat as you are. Talk to them. They need a friend just like you do

By: Sarah

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Posted: 8/19/2013

I am 13, I have friends. But I was still bullied. People just didn’t like me. Well some may, but half of them? No. When I was kindergarten, I would get slapped. I know, i’m too young for that. It gave me this sort of trauma. But I still manage to put a smile on my face. I was happy. Knowing I have a lot more to experience since that was only the beginning. When I was at primary, I was nervous. I grew up loving school. (well not really). I enjoyed it, but in the wrong way. I myself, bullied other people. It started when I was about grade 3. I was rude, selfish, conceited. I was influenced by my past. You know what the funny thing is? It feels nothing when you’re the one doing it, but when you’re the one experiencing it. It’s hard. very. Not so long, Im finally grade 5. I got bullied, again. Yeah, I admit. It was hard. It’s funny hearing stories of yourself clearly you didn’t even do. But I still put a smile on my face. You can call me sort of, uh.. loner? Well, I had friends. Lots of them, but they obviously disliked me at some point, I could feel it. I just couldn’t wait to graduate from that school. I really hate it. Finally, oh what i’ve been waiting for. Im finally highschool. Im all mature..grown..more knowledge & most importantly, i learned to respect. I can’t wait to start a new life. Few weeks later, i’ve made couple of friends. & I’ve made a couple of enemys. Im 13, and im like about only 4 feet tall. There would be this dude and he would call me a midget. It hurts. The whole class would laugh at me. I remember this one time, where I was about to sit down. Somebody pulled the chair, and I fell on my butt. It even gets worse, there’s this one time where I was walking out the classroom. These group of boys would trip me and all I remember is making excuse to go home and just cry about it. My life, is hard. I know its not that hard like what other kids experience. But really, everyone should know..

Im not perfect. Nobody is. I’ve had my ups & downs. Im a teenager. I swear too. I do bad things. But the most important thing is everyone should feel good about themselves. Everyone has the rights to stand up for themselves. Everyone is beautiful in their own way. You deserve more than that. The reason why I want to end bullying? Bully’s are the reason why there is no confidence in people, their unappropriate opinion. NO ONE IS SUPPOSE TO FEEL MISERABLE. Demi Lovato inspires me alot. When I saw everything she’s been through, I felt like I wasn’t alone. I wanna thank her so much for being such a great role model to everyone. She made me stronger. Although at times I still get really depressed. I want to seek help and escape all my problems. But it’s not that easy.

My message to bullies: Why do you do that? what if you were in the exact position? STOP BULLYING. We hurt. Your words hurt. You may think it’s not a big deal. But it is. You may say “everyone is entitled with their own opinion”. It may seem like it doesn’t hurt, but it really does.

By: Xhndra

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Strength and Courage

Posted: 8/16/2013

So, I've been bullied for seven and a half years. So since elementary school; the third grade to be exact. I can sort of relate to Demi Lovato. I have been bullied since young and there were times when I just really felt like ending it all. Especially in the third, sixth and eight grade. Those were the worst times.

I had problems at home too, so that just added to the misery I felt at school. I had no friends, no one confide to and the teachers weren't much help either. They saw me getting bullied, but chose not to do anything. And then when they found out what I was going through, they decided to act like they never saw anything and that was the first time they ever heard of a such a thing in occurring in their class.

With every year, the bullying proceeded and it just got worse. It got to the point where I absolutely HATED myself and would just go looking for the best ways to torture myself. I felt worthless, ugly, useless, stupid, all those hurtful things and all at once.

Finally, I reached high school and things changed. They were slow, yes, but things got better. I made friends - who are a lot weirder than I - that actually understood me and my feelings. I still get depressed nowadays when I'm alone and something reminds me back to the old days.

But, I'm popular now. People actually LIKE me! I have a boyfriend! Things are going amazing for me right now and I couldn't be happier. As soon as I hit high school, my whole life did a 360 and all of a sudden, I'm getting compliments and LOVE from people I didn't even know knew me!

It feels great for sticking around through all the hard times and I'm really proud of myself for being brave enough to get through it all. And I hope with more people getting involved against bullying, there'll be more people out there getting the strength and courage to do the same. =)

By: Maria

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I've Changed For The Better

Posted: 8/2/2013

First day of 7th grade there was a new girl. She seemed nice so i became her friend, and soon my little friend group added her to it. But soon after that, about 3 months into the school year she changed.

We all changed.

She wasn't the nice girl we all thought she was anymore, she was telling lies and starting rumors. That same month I was being called worthless and all these names by the 'popular people' and that really had a toll on my social life; my life period.

I was diagnosed with depression later that year and the bullying never stopped. I was still being called these names and feeling this way. I began cutting. I won't get into that very much, but i began seeing a social worker and man did she help. I'll cut this story short; I'm getting better. I still have depression, but it isn't that bad.

During that school year my group of friends left me. But now i'm with a better group. A group that doesn't make me feel like im nothing. I'm talking to people who are feeling how i am, and its really helping.

Some say I've changed in a bad way, But honestly? I've changed for the better, not for the worse. Whenever i see bullying i try to stop it because i know how much it had affected me 2 years ago, but just knowing people are going through that hurts me.

I want to change the world one day, one person at a time. And i plan on doing that. I plan on making at least 40% of bullying around the world stop, but who knows what can happen in the future. That's still far far away.

Thankk (: Xx

By: Jamie

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Be Strong, I Know I Am

Posted: 8/2/2013

Last year, I joined a group of friends and we all became "BFF's".

We had a group leader, her name was Sandra (not real name). Anyway we all did whatever she wanted us to do, my mom used to tell me that was peer pressure but I didn't listen. Over a month Sandra kicked one of us out by the excuse of that she wasn't allowed to have any other friends. I felt really bad for her but I just pushed it aside.

A few months later the victim was me.

I had been kicked out because I didn't go to the activities they had planned without me. Those days I was really sad and I didn't want to go to school. They had told everybody what happened and all of the other students got the wrong impression of me.

They made me feel so uncomfortable and worthless. Sandra gave me the nickname "Captain Fat". I became very self-conscious about my weight and I went days without eating. My mom told the school counselor what happened but because one of girls in the group's mom knew her boss, she said that all the blame was on me. I eventually ignored them and found out that I was living a happier life without them. As for Sandra, she has gotten in a lot of trouble with the principal.

My advice is be strong, I know I am.

By: Anonymous

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My Story

Posted: 7/3/2013

When I was younger I didn't have any friends, I was a germ that no one would go near. I would sit alone at lunch and when someone did come over it was only to throw food. They would call me names like piggy because of my turned-up nose. When they hit me they would pretend to wipe the germs on someone else before saying ‘injection, injection, no infection’. I didn't really speak much and I was really shy. Sometimes I thank them for making me a stronger person and helping me get involved with helping others who are being bullied. It made me so upset, I used to shout at my family, I couldn't stop myself. This is my story and I will do what I can to help.

By: Rosie

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Am I Normal

Posted: 7/1/2013

I always wonder if I am normal. Through my teenage years I used to think there something wrong with me because I had a hard time learning, reading and writing. People used to call me names. I would feel like I am not a normal person, that I am ugly and no good. The bullying took such a toll on me I had to almost be put in the hospital. It also caused me to have depression, low self-esteem, anger problems and caused me to run away. It took me until now to notice I am normal. There is nothing wrong with who I am. It took me a long time to recognize that being bullied hurts and can follow you for the rest of your life. I have a quote, "it's better to be hated for who you are then to be liked for something you're not". The reason I am sharing my story is I want to help teenagers get through it and put a stop to it.

By: Sarah

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MARJON’S VIDEO

Posted: 6/28/2013

Hello, My name is Marjon, I'm 14 years old and I'm going to the 9th grade. I've heard lots about you all's website and how you guys help to prevent bullying. Well I just wanna start off and say keep up the good work!! Here is a link to my video and I would be thrilled if helped me get it out there to where the world could see it. Bullying is an huge issue and it’s up to people like us to put an end to it!

By: Marjon

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