Hey I decided to write this because lately the subject of bullying has come up in my life. Italics are Miley's thoughts.

Please read the bold at the end of this story. It's important because I will tell you about my past with bullying.

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Oh please dear God make her stop I cried.

Like usual Taylor M. was throwing trash at the back of my head. I closed my eyes as I listened to the laughter coming from her and her friends. The bell rang and I jumped out of my seat as I rushed to leave the classroom.

One person though caught my eye however. It was Nick Jonas. We used to be friends back in 6th grade but when 7th grade came he liked one of Taylor's friends and so he started hanging out with her group. After that he became a jerk to me as he laughed with the others as they made fun of me.

I remember one day the teacher sat us next to each other and I was so happy because maybe we could go back to being friends. I was wrong. I was only a toy that he could play with during class. 7th grade was hell for me. I tried numerous times to hide in the girls' bathroom and the nurse's office.

Luckily 8th grade came and none of those people were in my classes. I was able to go to school and not have to have my guard up.

Then high school came. During my summer before freshman year my parents divorced. That's when people started saying that I, the good girl became the Goth girl.

Nick looked at me and gave me sad smile. 'I'm sorry about your family' he mouthed to me. I glared at him, giving him a dirty look as I walked around the corner to my next class.

I didn't want anyone to pity me about my family. Of course when you live in a small town like me everyone knows each other's business. My parents were always arguing with each other when they were together and they still are even though they are divorced.

Only this time they are arguing about who gets what including me. During the summer when they told me I was so upset that I ran away from home for two weeks. I knew my parents put up missing flyers all over the place so whenever I saw one of them I would tear it down.

When school started again people gave me looks, "Look that's the girl who ran away"

I held my books tight against my chest as I approached my class. "Move you fatty" Taylor snickered. "Why did you have to come back?" one of her friends said. I let a tear fall down my face as I sat down in my seat in the back.

That night I logged onto my Facebook account when I saw one of my mutual friends commented on Taylor M. status.

Taylor M. Hahaha another great day(: Who thinks that Miley Cyrus is a freak? *Raises hand* If you do then join the group that me and Macy made. CHECK IT OUT! ;)

I clicked on the link to the group. I felt my heart break as I saw that 76 people had joined. I looked on the wall and saw a bunch of posts saying that I should die, or that I don't deserve to live.

What had I done to make people hate me so much?

I really didn't want to show up to school the next day so I told my mom that I wasn't feeling well. I was laying down crying when I heard a knock on my door. I opened my door to find Taylor M and 4 of her friends at my door.

"What are you doing here?" I snapped.

"Shut the hell up bitch!" she shouted as she and her friends came in my house. I backed away from her. "You weren't invited in" I said.

She rolled her eyes, "Do I care? I can do whatever I want. Bianca start recording" she demanded. Bianca pulled out a camera as she pressed the recording button.

"What's going on?" I asked my voice becoming shaky.

"You're pathetic. You deserve this" she spat as she backed me up to a wall punching me in my eye. I put up my hands in protection but it was no use as her other 3 friends joined, each eager to hurt me.

I cried hysterically as they said another word or as they did another kick. Finally with one last kick to the head I fell unconscious.

I don't remember what happened next but all I know is that I never woke up. I died that day from internal bleeding in the brain.

Taylor and her 4 friends were all arrested and sent to jail.

My spirit will never be gone and I will haunt them all for the rest of their lives. I know they regret that day but that will never repay for taking my life that day.

I hope my story encourages other kids to tell someone when they are getting bullied because no one deserves this. I repeat NO ONE!

If you or anyone you know is getting bullied speak up please. For more information check out the website: .com

If for some reason that didn't come up I'll have the link on my profile.

I guess I'll tell you my past with bullying.

A few years ago I was bullied at school. It seemed like everyone enjoyed teasing me. Luckily when I hit one of the guys who were teasing me they stopped. But violence is never the answer.

Then a couple years ago after I was bullied I became a bully to a girl on my neighborhood. Although I never threw water on her and called her names like my friends did I stood there and laughed. I consider myself the bully because I was friends with the bullies and instead of standing up for the little girl like I should've I just watched and laughed and told my friends some mean things to do to her.

Being the bully or being bullied is never fun. When I was the bully I always felt guilty but I bullied the girl because I felt powerful. Although when I was the one being bullied it didn't feel good. I wanted to go cry in a corner and never come out. Now that I'm older I feel really bad that I bullied that girl. My friends and I apologized to her because we felt guilty. We are so sorry that we did that to her and wish we had never bullied her. The girl forgave us and we realized that we can't judge people on the outside because they are a little different from us.

If you are the bully please stop and think what you're doing. You may seem powerful but you're not because I learned that if that's the way you feel powerful then you need to find something else like maybe a sport or join a club. You may think that what you're doing or saying has no effect on that person but there is.

If you are being bullied do not think that it's your fault or that you deserve it. NO ONE DESERVES TO BE AFRAID AT SCHOOL, WORK, and HOME...ETC

Talk to someone about it. There are many people you can go to if you or anyone else is being bullied. Please speak up.

Now I've seen more people getting bullied and I feel so bad for them. It was a miracle the other day though. This one kid with a disability was being made fun of behind his back at school and I watched as one of the cool kids went up to him and started having a nice conversation with him. It was so amazing to watch I have a lot more respect for that kid now because of that.

Feel free to leave me message or review. I promise I won't judge you.

P.S. Hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving! I know I did mmmm…. I love mashed potatoes

XOXO Christina 3