I’m an eighth grade girl, I was bullied from around mid-5th to 6th. I had a slight crush on the boy who bullied me, so I only saw it as teasing and ignored my mother’s warnings about the boy. By the middle of sixth grade I was terrified of this kid, but I didn’t really realize it—I still sat at his lunch table and talked to him during science. But the horrible thing was, he essentially robbed me of any free will. I had a tiny zit on my nose? “You’re ugly as f***!” He didn’t like my shirt? “B**** you’re a f***ing idiot!” I bought the wrong thing for lunch? “Why’d you get that? Hey look everyone, she got the mac and cheese, she’s f***ing stupid, she’s gonna die and the world’s gonna laugh” I’m still terrified of this boy. I’ve said six words to him (I counted) since the beginning of seventh grade in September 2014.