Jake T
Bullying Survivor
Male | Redding, CT   United States
middle school sucks
Bullying Type: Physical / Emotional
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7/20/14 11:43 PM
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My story begins at the pinnacle of middle school; eighth grade. Well, i guess it would be better to rewind a bit; it has it's roots a year before, smack dab in the middle of the mess of puberty that is middle school, 7th grade.
Now, in 7th, you see, everyone was friends and cool with each other, there were no cliques, we were all more mature than we were going in to middle school and big scary high school was years away. Yeah, it was pretty alright, everyone got along fairly well despite the rampant amount of mysterious hairs appearing and new feelings for the opposite sex. Now let's skip ahead to the next year.
So it's the 2nd week of 8th grade and poor little me was somewhat lost! I hadn't really found a group of friends I could hangout with. Suddenly, while walking past a familiar face in the hall, I remembered; "I used to be friends with that kid last year!" Me and the face began to talk as we passed each other and I ended up asking "Can i sit with you at lunch?" The face responded "Yes"
I was so thrilled! Finally, a group of people that will like me and i can be friends with! Ehh not quite....See, like most middle schoolers, the face had undergone a butterfly like transformation sometime between 7th and 8th grade; he was now a jock and associated with other jocks. However, I was only vaguely aware of the growing number of cliques in the school. I met the face outside of the cafeteria and we talked and walked in together.
We arrived at lunch to a table full of kids drenched in Axe body spray, covered head to foot in expensive brand name clothes and talking of imaginary sexual conquests, sports, and other graceful topics 8th grade boys talk about with elegance and gusto.
However, it was obvious that I didn't fit in with these...gents; while they were looking dapper wearing whatever the mall had to offer, I was wearing oversized Levis and a skate shirt.
I feel like I should interject something here; in middle school I was a skater. I was terrible at skating but i loved everything about it and for all intents and purposes, I was a skater. Now this wouldn't be a problem except that I quite often neglected bathing or other hygienic rituals (nowadays i'm clean as a whistle). Sorry, I felt like I should interject that, just so you get an idea of who I was. Alright, let's continue...
So despite my obvious differences, I was able to rekindle some old friendships from the previous few years with other kids who turned into jocks. However, there was one kid who hated me immediately. I probably shouldn't say his name, so I'll just call him "assface". Now, Assface was what stereotypical jocks on teen dramas are portrayed as; handsome, athletic, good family dynamic, family that was just a bit richer than all the others, etc.
Well me and Assface weren't best buds immediately, but for the most part, we just ignored each other. The year went on and eventually I figured I should start trying to dress like the kids I was hanging out with. Why? I don't know, it made sense to my still developing brain. So I begged my mom for clothes from brands like Hollister and Aeropostal and whatnot and she did get me some stuff. And I was thrilled. Eventually, I decided that I needed some new pants to go with my cool new look and at the time, I was hearing alot about skinny jeans.
This is wear the bullying starts....Get it? "Wear it starts" like you wear pants? I'm funny.
So I eventually got my first pair of skinny jeans and I loved them from the very beginning. The way they felt while I was wearing them was nice and I though I looked good in them. However, my school chums didn't agree and when I arrived, they greeted me with comments like "only gay guys wear skinny jeans so other guys can look at their butts" "f****t" etc. I just laughed along with them, thinking it was a one time thing. And that's exactly what it should've been. Except Assface kept it going.
Every day new comments on how I was apparently gay for wearing skinny jeans (i'm straight btw, sorry fellas) and eventually other comments on how my penis was deformed or just general negative comments on the things I wore or did. But in my mind, these were my friends! I just had to put the pain aside and deal with it because what else am I going to do?
Now here's one embarrassing tale from this time; there was this girl I liked a lot and the jocks I was hanging out with knew that I did so they told me if I swallowed a cup (one of those tiny ones you put ketchup in at mcdonalds) full of pepper, they'd convince her to go out with me. It should say something about how much I liked that girl when I tell you that I did try to swallow all that pepper. "Try" being the keyword. Afterwards, I went into the bathroom and threw it all up. They never convinced her to go out with me, either.
So this routine continued (not the pepper part) for months and months and eventually all the stuff I had to deal with from these jerks at school which now included a ton of other kids and was lead by Assface came to a head.
I was sitting at lunch with the jocks and they were talking sh*t about me and I just had enough. I got up and walked to a table a few tables away and sat down and ate. They began to yell at me "You'll never get <insert name of girl i liked>!" "*****!" and to throw food at me. I had enough and I began to dip my fries in ketchup and throw the fries at them. I got a couple good stains on some of their shirts, too so i'm proud of that.
After this lunch, I began to worry; "who will I sit with at lunch now?" Well the answer came in the form of my friend, Fakename. So that was the rest of my year; hanging out with Fakename. And I was alot happier.
There's one last thing that I wanted to add about this whole ordeal but wasn't sure where to put it. What was the one thing that helped me get through all that? Well it was music. Specifically Fall Out Boy. Yeah, they helped me through some tough times and they'll always have a special place in my heart. And this was when they announced their hiatus, too.

So to all the kids getting picked on in middle school or whatever school who are going through something similar, just remember, be yourself. I know it's cliche but it's so true! That's how you find your real friends. And if you ever need a friend, I'm here for you :) And if you don't feel like you have anything at all, just try to get into music or do something creative; paint, write, act. Pick up and instrument, that's what I did.



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Posted By: Woombah | 7/31/14 10:35 AM
Having confidence to brush those people off is going to make you successful :)
Story Details


Name: Jake T
Age: 24
Country: United States
Location: Redding, CT
Gender: Male
Zodiac Sign: Taurus
Maiden Name: N/A
Relationship Status: Single
Profession: Other
Education level: High school
University: N/A
Ethnicity: White or Caucasian
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Height: N/A
Weight: N/A
Tattoos: No

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