So, eighth grade SWSNBN gets lots of “kill yourself”. Real orignal you guys. From different people, so that’s when you know it’s popular. (I’m completely joking. Never, ever, ever, tell anyone to kill themselves. Suicide is not a joke. I’m not sure when it became one but it’s not.)
Can a teacher be a bully? The answer is yes. And SWSNBN was bullied by a teacher. Sweet, sweet, Mrs. Stereotype (yeah, I’m kinda done making names. Sorry!). She was a pretty good teacher, but she was kinda negative. Mrs. Stereotype would say things along the lines of, “You are bad at playing. I know that you won’t do good.” Yeah. Great motivation! 10/10! Magnifico! Not really. All my praise was fake. Sorry if I lead you on. After almost a whole year of it (it also happened in seventh grade) it really grates on your nerves and makes your self esteem drop. And since SWSNBN didn’t have self esteem to begin with, she was really down in the dumps now.
Also in that class, the students absorbed Mrs. Stereotype’s attitude. SWSNBN would try to make jokes like the other kids and they would say, the usual “Kill yourself” and “You are trash at playing”. (If you don’t know what “trash” means in this contexts it means that what you do is trash or really bad). So that about summarizes fifth grade to eighth grade. Great, right?
I told this story to you guys because I want you to know the effect of bullying on people is. I didn’t know any other way to do it. Writing is also a strong suit of mine, so… I hope that know you understand what I was trying to tell you if you don’t, talk about bullying with a friend and read this again. Wow, this got really heavy. Sorry! Anyway, I think that you should know one little twist in this story. SWSNBN, she who shall not be named, our little girl that we have seen grow up, is me. I am SWSNBN.
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