I know what it feels like to be bullied more than anyone, for 9 years of my life, I was bullied. Kicked, beaten, called names, money stolen from, and everything you could think of. Since 2004 till 2013, I was being bullied, in every school. Yeah I wasn't the slimmest and best-looking guy, but I was a nice and kind hearted person, but no one cared about me. Heck, even my so called "best friend" at that time was the one who was telling people to bully me! And did this behind my back! Every time I was bullied, and I went home, I would loose myself in tears, and the only thing that consoled me was my favorite superhero, Spider-Man. I would read his comics and they made me feel better. i could always imagine him putting his hand on my shoulder saying "It's okay." When I moved to my secondary school, I thought my ordeal of bullying was over. It wasn't. Again, a close friend of mine started bullying me. He had gotten people to come with him and they pointed a knife at me. I was so scared. The best part was, he was my form tutor's son.I didn't tell anyone, I was too scared, but I did make a new friend in the beginning of the year who was like an older brother to me, the only person whom I could actually trust, who even until today, for 2 years, hasn't ever betrayed me. So back to the bully, one day, I couldn't take it anymore. Enough is enough. I went to his dad, and told his father everything. After some time, he dragged me to the toilet and started yelling at me for telling his dad. That's when I snapped. (I'm generally a very kind and peace-loving person who would never say anything wrong or rude) All that anger in me, for 9 whole years, a bit of it came out, and all that strength, I lifted him up in the air and yelled at him, and threw him to the ground. (Note: He is two time's my size, with muscles-a jock, basically) Ever since then, he has never been brave enough to bully me again, and actually respects me now. But the downside is, that because of the 9-year bullying ordeal, it's caused me problems, mainly being anti-social. I can only talk to my best friend about anything, but when it comes to anyone else, It's kind of difficult for me. When we're in groups discussing about stuff, I barely talk, mainly because I feel no one wants to hear me. When everyone else is having fun and talking, I'm in one corner doing nothing, not being able to socialize because I feel that I'll be disturbing them, but no one understands except for my best friend, whom always comes and talks to me. I have zero confidence too. Heck, I even had a teacher who used to call me name and hit me, just because he was racist. The other thing is that I still have all that anger in me, waiting to come out, and controlling it is kind of hard. No one wants to understand me, they only think that I’m some teenager who likes Spider-Man and Doctor Who, but no one wants to know why. No one cares about how broken I actually am, how sad I really am, how much I’ve cried. No one cares. No one. I hope that my story will help someone out there, because if someone is bullying you, no matter how much they threaten you, you have to tell someone. It will only help, I promise. Don't become me.