I know it has been awhile, I apologize for that, but this is the second story to go along with humiliation at a young age and a vulnerable time in life. This story came from a girl who I know personally and it really broke my heart when I read it. She was not only made fun of, but she was tormented and became traumatized because of it. Here is her story,
"I've been pregnant twice in my life once my fault, and once out of my control. Once at the age of thirteen & once when I was in high school. The first pregnancy is what started my bullying. I had a best friend who lived next door to me, we met when I was 8, her 9 and became inseparable. She entered high school and I was still in 8th grade. She made new friends, girls who were scene/emo/hardcore girls from our town, who introduced her to girls from another town. This girl was my bff, knew my passwords to what was then my Myspace, my email, my aim, my everything. Her & her friends began to torture me about "peeing out a fetus" which never occurred obviously. The girl and her new friends hacked my myspace and email, changing all my passwords so I could never change it back. Made my Myspace page layout about me being a fat pig, and pictures of actual fetuses. They changed my pictures, my "about me" and everything to talk about my fatness, or fetus, or anything else they could think of. They would stand outside my house when they were chillin at my friends next door, they would stand outside screaming for me to "get my fat ass out here".
Because of them, I had people from all surrounding towns hounding and harassing me. Months of private phone calls and voice-mails on my phone, nasty mean voicemails. I was afraid to leave my room, let alone my house. I was traumatized, mostly because it was someone who was my best friend for so long and she turned on me so quickly. Those girls spent months torturing me and years talking about it with others, its something that has made me a better person but has left a scar. They would threaten to find me wherever I was, come to my friends houses, or kill me. They ruined my life for those few months, they'll never know or understand the true trauma they caused me, even from the beginning when it was just calling me names over the phone or through texts or myspacecomments/messages."
She then wrote to me saying, " I hope this helps you & other girls, I should have gone to the police like my mother wanted, I was afraid I would get jumped."
This is a horrible thing that happened to her and I just sit here and ask myself why would someone ever turn into such a bully like that. One reason, peer pressure. The other girls probably knew how close the girl and the bullied girl were and used that to their advantage.
But, like she told me, she should have done something about it and if this or something like this is happening to someone you know or yourself, you need to get help. Do not let something continue that can be stopped by one phone call.
