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This started when i was in 17 years old. This happen when i'm in highschool. I had never been sad and down like this in my life. There is something story in our life that we sometimes hide from be publish.

During my way to go back at home after end for scholl day, there was a notification from my phone that pop up immediately after I slamed the door's car.

"Hey is this Ain's boyfriend (not real name)?"

I got shocked and wondered who was this person that chat me during that time.

"Yeah, its me." Answer me without think twice.

Scared, wondered, overthinked, curious. There  was many mix feeling during this conversation.

"Give her back to me !!"

And thats it. I already knowed he was ex-boyfriend's Ain. There was no way out from him.

During last month, this man was extremely cyber-bullying me non stop at every second when im playing my old phone. There was threated, insulted, slandered, cursed and whats make me stressed the most that he able to hack my phone and Ain's phone. He keep continued threated me to let go his ex from me in the mean way. He threated me to spread some file that very personal such as our photo, our account bank, our Whatsapps, our Instagram and many more. I was very stressed and keep to find way out from this problem.

With my father's skill that able to access on any device since he is PHD in Programming, he turn off and shut down all of the device that Ain's ex used.

I am very happy and relieved after this situations end. Eventho it's my bad experience in my life that I had been extremely cyber-bullying in my life, but I have learn something.

"Every problems will solve with a little bit of
patient"

After one week when the day he start chat me back, the man that known as Ain's ex was dead in horrible accident. This topic going viral in the internet until it reach at me. It's sad and pityful to him eventho he do a bad things to me.

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Almost everyone who has attended boarding school has a story to tell about bullying. Most of the stories is very negative and scary. I feel the same but, my experiences with bullying is the best and memorable experience ever in my life. I will never forget about the bitter sweet experiences that I endured.

Here is my stories. Every year there is a new senior. To be a specific, form 5 students who controlled the school. The bullying systems is depend on the senior student on that year. It is became worst from year to year. Usually the students who had been bullied is a form 1 until form 3 students because they are considered as a junior. Most everyone including me have the same experiences.

On the first stages, we all became their servant. We need to wash their clothes, ironing their clothes, clean their room and many more. Sometimes they called us to their room just for entertain them. We were force to sing and make the laughing. If not, they will use violence.

During my form 2, there is a new culture that the new senior made. Every night there is a roll call just for form 1 until form 3 students. But it is more to ragging session. They will find an excuse to scold us. For instance, not giving a Salam, not giving them cut the lane at canteen and when we accidentally play rough while do sport. They will not use violence, but it is more to soldier style. We need to plank, commando rest, squat, lie down on the tar road while shirtless, and they asked us to do a workout until we exhausted. It is all happened during midnight. Their quotes is "all for one, one for all".

If they have some personal matter with individual. They will called us in a empty-dark room. I had experienced it triple times. It is because they don't like my facial expressions ,they think I'm a rude person and some other matters. In that room there is about 5 senior and me. All of them punching, kicking, slapping all over my body(except face). It is like a royal rumble on WWE. It is not hurt at that time, but afterwards, I felt like it was a lorry that hit me.

I'm not report it to the higher-up because I'm very respect them. They may looks scary but to me they are very kind . There are many lesson that I learned from them. For example, not to be a crybaby, be a tough person ,be responsible and value the friendship . Right now, I still contact with them and I hope to see them again in the future.

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BULLYING ‘S STORY

Asyraf was a big, strong, bully in class. He pushed around the other beat them up, ate their lunch, and made them do his work. His endless torture was unbearable.

One day. the boys got together and decided to face up againstAsyraf. When he beats one among, us, all folks will stand together to fight back, " said a boy. the other said, if he eats our lunch, we'll stand together to retrieve it back from him. another one said, " i won't do his homework anymore. if he forces, we'll march to the teacher together to complain, " it was decided that they will all stand together when Asyrafbullies any of them again.

when the time came, those boys stood together, as a team and showed Asyraf that they were not scared of him anymore. Asyraf tried to push them harder. In the process, he got beaten by all the boys.

After that situation, Asyraf never bullied anybody again, as he was shown his place.

Moral : One man cannot fight a battle, but team can. Team work helps in achieving our goals. When we work together, everything becomes possible.

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A little background story since I was little I could see things that a lot of people can't see. if you don't understand the meaning I'm sorry but I can't explain it

I always felt like an outsider in my school. I was the only guy with special circumstances and I didn't fit in with the other kids. My friend would call my names and make fun of me because I can see that not all people can see. It got so bad that I stopped going to school for a while. My parents were worried about me and decided to send her to a specialist to face the trauma. There, When I met the specialist I learn how to handle it and how to choose friends at the same time I decided that I won't tell anyone about my secret because it will only bring me trauma and chaos to other people
There was this one time when I try to warn my friends to not go into this house because I warned them if they go into the house they will get possessed by something but end up I was bullied because their don't believe me
Moral of the story some secrets just need to keep it to yourself, and some secret you can tell other

That is all my story as a victim thanks for your reading and bye...

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My story begins in 2014 and I was 10 years old at that time. I am very happy every time I go to school, but everything ended when I was destined to be a deskmate with a boy in my class. He verbally bullied me and I felt like I need to die and I don't have to face it anymore. He called me ugly as a pig and everyone laughed over it. It's repeated every day. So it's made him happy to call me like that. I think it's the end of that year, but it continued for another year. I had to face the same person and the other harsh words, but worse than before. I felt so annoying and there's no tears left to cry.

Nevertheless, he can't let me down again because I got the encourage to fight the feeling. I just let him talk to himself so that I will assume he's crazy. I didn't even listen to him and I didn't take the words that left from his mouth seriously. Thanked to my mom for the advice.

At last, I felt so happy because I'm no longer his classmates. Some people might think that it is just a normal school memory, but sorry to say I don't think it is a great memory to keep in my mind. I totally hate to see he laughed while I died inside.

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Before I get the chance to experience college lifestyle, I once stayed at the hostel when I was in my high school. My roommates were arranged randomly involved all levels from form 1 to 5 together in one dorm. So, my traumatic story started when there was a conflict between me and two of my seniors. That problem had been settled down by both parties quietly . I thought it would be the end of my silent fight but no, I was wrong. It is only the beginning of my tragic days or maybe I would say a tragic year?

A few days afterward, a group of my senior’s friends started to mock me at the back loudly but still, I can hear that. And I knew they did in on purpose to make me felt guilty of what I did. I admitted that is my fault and I already done my part which is apologizing. But they keep repeating the apologizing sentence that I used to said to my senior. They keep mocking me about that for about a year but I tried to ignore them since I know that is my fault. I struggled to avoid eye contact with them to prevent them to talk about anything related to me. For over a year, I noticed that I was bullied verbally and it’s started to make me scared talking with people. Ever since, I prefer to listen to people talking rather than I started the conversation myself.

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I would like to share my experience of bullying. To be honest, I have many stories about it but I will just share some of them.

First of all, I'm not as smart as other people because, when I was 5, I only studied for a while in PASTI because my mother was busy, so I stopped studying until I entered the 1st grade. Not only that, I am also a former special student called 'remedial class'.

I don't have many friends because no one wants to be friends with an idiot, especially girls. They are so rude and mean. My first experience was in 2013 when I was 10 years old. That incident is still fresh in my memory even though many years have passed. My ustazah asked me to recite the iftitaf dhu'a but I don't remember it because I have less education. Then my ustazah called me stupid and mocked me. She even laughed at me.

After that happened, my classmate started to bully me. They always looked down on me. They don't want to be my friends. I don't know why. One day, when I wanted to pray at a mosque, someone asked me if I knew the recitation after the adzan. I don't mind if she wants to ask me but she used a tone of mockery.

When I was in 6th grade, when I had a programme at a hotel, my roommate didn't allow me to enter my room. They only gave me my telekung, so I walked alone to the hall while carrying the telekung. Before our programme started, a teacher asked me if I had arrived in the hall safely or not. My roommates just pretend to smile and they don't even have any pity for me. I didn't tell anything to my teacher because I was too lazy to care about it.

Next, when there was an extra class, they didn't let me sit at the table. I didn't know what to do that time, so I pretended to be sick, then the teacher allowed me to go home. I knew I was naughty that time, but rather than be ignored, I had better go home.

Before I continue my story of being bullied in high school, I would like to tell you a little more about my ustazah. The ustazah also once mocked my family for not being able to afford an iron. I don't know why that ustazah is very anti towards my family. I hope she will change one day and apologize to all the people she has insulted.

Let's continue with my story of being bullied in high school. When I was in form 1 until form 3,I always ranked number 1 in my class, then one day, a teacher complimented me, so I just smiled because I didn't know how to react. After that, my classmates called me a jerk and ignored me. They didn't even allow me to borrow their calculator. They always curse me and say bad things about me. As usual, I just kept quiet because I was too lazy to fight with them. They think they are so perfect, but they are just barking dogs. Then, after I got my PT3 result, I moved to another school and my life is better than before. I also met a very good person. She was there when I was happy and when I was difficult, even though sometimes her behavior made me feel like I want to strangle her.

That's all from me. Thank you for reading my stories. I hope one day, there will be no cases of bullying because bullying can affect a person mentally.

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When i was in highschool, i always got a bad grade on most of all exam or what can i say is i was very low in study. Therefore, many friends of mine even my bestfriend loves to downgrade me due to my result. They keep teasing me with a mean word whenever i try to ask any questions or give an answer during class. Nevertheless, i stiil pretend to be okay with that kind of joke because they are still my friends although it break my heart.
I confess to my mother my situation was,and she said that i need ignored and dont ever take their rude word because they dont know what will happen in the future.Due to that, i became more motovated and inspired  to study harder plus improve my study technique.
Suprisely, my result went slowly increase from one exam to one exam. Until the SPM result , i greatly past with a flying colours and got a chance to be up on the stage. My teacher and especially my friends who used to said mean to me really unexpected of what i got. With these result i can prove that people who use to fail will also gain success someday if they succeed to get out from toxic people and work harder.

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When I was 8 years old and in my 2nd grade of primary school. I'm the victim of bullying. I close with my 3 classmate. So, everywhere we go, we always go as a group of 4. One day, they ignored me, they didn't talk to me. After eid celebration, we came back to school. But, I don't want to go to school because of I have no friends at that time. When my dad ask me why I don't want to go to school, I didn't answer him.
A year later, I have new friends and they are not in the same class with me anymore.

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Back then in high-school, I stayed at hostel for 5 years since form 1 until form 5. There are a lof of sweet and bitter moments. Sincerely, I love stay at hostel.

But there are some moments that I felt very stupid because I don't defeat myself. Furthermore, I just realise that I have been bullied after my friends talk about it. I don't think it is bullying because she start it with help. For example, she ask me to take hot water to eat instant noodle and offer me to eat with her. Of course, I will not refuse free food. As time past by, she started ask to borrow my pants and sports shirt. As a junior,  I scare if she mad at me and treat me bad. So I lend her my things. She also use my favourite fancy lipbalm and broke it but she doesn't repay it. Other than that, she also rip my pants that I lend her before. That's all that remember about her bad treat towards me. Actually she do it frequently and I think that is the reason why my friends tell me.

At the end of the year I heard that she is leaving the school and move to Perak. Unfortunately, I met her again at driving academy last month. I felt so mad cause how can she used me like that for her own satisfaction.

As for conclusion, I learn to say no and defeat myself.