My parents influence post made everybody cry too ((((Peccy))). We suck!

KIDS are the MEANEST cruelist time of us adults.

THEY will NEVER all change, they are,,,KIDS,and LEARN(hopefully) as they grow through being little demons with words that kill some peoples out-looks of life,,,,,,forever...

yes i was in elementary school cause i was the fat kid but a few learned a wee child can only take so much and i kicked some ass mostly male.in jr high i was tough,thinner but my bro got bullied a lot because he was a nerdso i had his back. in high school i was just one of many and glad of it.
bullying still takes place today and i tell my son if someone hits you,slug them back.I'm not raising a violent kid but I aint raising a ballerina either.Turning the other cheek only gets you bopped on both sides of your face.

na I always stayed to my self no one bothered me

Picked on as a kid?..hell..as a kid..a teen and an adult.

oh my Gosh lady that sucks.you need a turbo chair so you can run peeps over..

I got one now(I've only had it for like a year or so)..but it would have come in handy when I was in school..I went to school with insane people.

hello everyone, and yes

I remmeber when I was in about the 4th grade there was a girl, Penny, in our neighborhood, 6th grade, picked on all the kids in the neighborhood, including my sister and I. My mom got tired of us running into the house crying, afraid of this girl. This one particular day she was picking on my sister, and actually I think my sister started this fight. My mom sends me out of the house and told me to kick Penny's behind. I was so mad at my mom for sending me out to clean up a mess my sister started I wailed on Penny and then smacked my sister for starting the fight. Penny never picked on anyone again.

Was picked on in elementary school by a new girl who felt that was the way she would make herself popular. Then the other girls in the grade followed her and all of them picked on me.

My parents still live in the same town and runs into some of the families (I went to Catholic school with only 80 kids in our grade) every once in a while and tells me what is going on in their lives. I only told her how they picked on me for three years and I had to make deals with the teachers so mom wouldn't find out. I guess I really should have told her when it was happening.