A target on my back. (Checks comments, please.)

Hey y'all, Ghostplay here.
This is not normally something I like to talk about, but seeing that today/tomorrow is the national day against bullying in France, I thought I had to say it to y'all.
So, let's say it. I have been bullied, and oh boy, did it wreck me mentally.
And I'm gonna tell the story of that bullying.

Let me say first that I do not remember everything and I will most likely never remember everything. So I will tell only the moments that I do remember.
On that note, if I do not tell anything about the location or the time, you can assume it's after PE, in the locker room.

So... Let's begin, shall we?

It all began in my first year of middle school. New place, new people, what could go wrong? I take a look at my classmates, they all seem cool. "Well, I'm sure it'll be a good year!", I thought.
How wrong I was.
A few weeks after the school year began, 3 people began to pick on me. And that picking slowly turned into bullying.
I do remember 3 events on that year.
First off, I have to tell a bit more about me, but it'll be quick. When I was younger, I was a sore loser and a crybaby. I would cry everytime I lost at something.
During that day, I was on a losing streak, so my mental health was already low.
I come into the locker room, just to hear "two, three" and (at least it looked like to me) half the class fakely crying to mock me.
I couldn't take it.
I took my clothes, balled out in the corridor, collapsed on the floor and started crying.
The PE teacher I had at the time noticed it and asked me what was wrong. I told her.
Next thing I know, she yelled at the boys locker room that it was just horrible to do that. Then she told me that if I wanted, I could change in the toilets. Which I did. No way I was gonna go back in here.
I'll continue in the next comment, this one is already big.

Round 2. I brought my phone for no reason in PE, and showed it to the class.
That was a mistake.
We finished PE. I start to change, check my bag...
"Where's the phone?"
It was stolen. We (the whole class) were sure that it was one of the three that bullied me (let's name him Jack for convenience). There was no proof. That f**ko walked out hands free.
But would you think he would stop there?
Nope.
Again at the end of PE, again in the locker room. Starting to change again...
"Where's my pants?"
This time, he went above and beyond. No proof again. I had to walk back in sports shorts. In Spring. It was cold. Trust me.

I did say everything that I said here to my mother, which reported it to the principal.
Only a warning. F**kos.
One of the three turned out to be nice at the end of the year. Wonder where he went.
I've never had Jack in my class again. In fact, he was expelled during my second year.
You wanna know something? Hos parents did not give a clear shit about him. He was free to do whatever he wanted.
But, not the point.
And for the third one?
Still in my class.
Shit.
No clear memories of that year, sadly. Or thankfully.

Gimme a bit of time before the next comment, I have to draw something to make a bit of a showcase.

Ok. Third year.
Guess what? The f**ko that was bullying me that was here last year is still here! Woohoo.
Let's name him Hunter.
Two memories this year.
First off, the image that is at the top is the representation of the place where it happened. It was the room where we had PE.
You see that rectangle in the top-right corner? It's a matress, which we only put down if we had gymnastics. It was down.
4 people were asked to bring it back up. Hunter, me and two other people that had nothing to do with the bullying.

So, as I was standing on the matress, Hunter and the other two had the BRILLIANT idea of lifting it. While I was still on it.
I got trapped behind.
One of the two held the matress while the other one and Hunter had the other absolutely BRILLIANT idea of running full speed against the matress while I was still behind. The other one had at least a good idea, not to ram on me.
Not Hunter.
He rammed stright where I was on the matress.
Now guess what happened. If you know a bit of physics, then it should be easy.
My head slammed against the wall that was behind me.
The matress fell down, and me on it. Stunned.
I started crying.

Thankfully, one of my classmates helped me up, yelled at the three for what they've done, and helped me get to the locking room so that I can change.
Afterwards, my mom said to the principal: "If you do not stop him, if he comes back crying one more time, we're filing a complaint."

Maths class. Last class before lunch.
I forgot to do my homework. The teacher said I needed to see him at the end of the class.

A snort. A F**KING SNORT FROM HUNTER.

My morale was at it's lowest point at that time. I couldn't handle it and I started crying. Small revenge, he got spotted and needed to see him at the end of the class too.
My grandma, who was the one that took me for eating, noticed that I was crying. I told her what happened. She told my mom, who said, and I quote: "Tell hom he's not going back to school this afternoon, we're going to file a complaint at the police"

Great idea mom.

We couldn't finish it in one go, because there was an intervention during the filing. But the next day we finished it.
YOU COULDN'T BELIEVE HOW MUCH OF A WEIGHT WAS LIFTED OFF MY SHOULDERS.

It did not go that far, since there was no proof.
He said "I disn't want mean to harm him.". Too late, f**kface. You wrecked me so hard, I was having depression. And it's still going on to this day.

I don't care. He never bullied me since.

So... Yeah. That's it.
But let me say that it wrecked me hard, since I've been depressed ever since. My drawings may look happy, but there's a cry behind each one of it.

it's okay to cry, yknow.

it doesn't make you look weak,

even the strongest of people cry, i have cried, everyone has cried once.

I do know that. Never held back my tears.

great job !

and bro im sorry and your very loved

Thanks man.

np

yup same here

Shit, I forgot the image. Here.

They did WHAT >:0

Yyyep.

It has stopped since tho.

Ouch.
I’m sorry to hear that happened to ya :(

Thanks.

Mhm

(Srry)

Gimme time, jeez😂

sorry for my meme below man. damn those f**ks need a taste of manitoba, my mom said no one puts up with shit there