Effing Rumors

3 comments | November 14th, 2011

(story submitted by Kylan, a Chestist)

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When I was 14 years old, my best friend decided to spread rumors around my whole school about me. Saying I had slept with some guy I just met, got pregnant, then aborted the baby. I did NONE of those things.

But the school believed the rumors, I guess lies were more fun then the truth. Girls we yelling at me, punching me, spitting on me, calling me names.. boys where sexually harrasing me, pushing me into walls, calling me names. I got really depressed with no friends and the school hating me. I grew suicidal.

Then I started talking to a counselor and got help. I was a victim of girl on girl meanness, and I'm not the only one. But I am one who survived it. And i say that lightly. Although I am ok now, I remember what state I was in. Life's tuff for everyone, no girl or guy has to make it tougher for anyone. No one deserves it. never will.  {end story.}

Remember that old "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will nevery hurt me" line?  Totally.  Wrong.  Totally.  Words hurt, wound, bully, and sometimes kill.  Of course, words can also heal, help, soothe, uplift, inspire and lots of good things (you can quote us on that).  What words do you have for this girl, or for any other who may be going through something like this? 

Have you ever been the victim – or the perpetrator – of school yard rumors?  Either way, we say, get it off your chest.  Remember, here, you can always be anonymous.


  • the anonymous poster

    Posted on November 14, 2011

    I’ve always been thin, and am prone to being sick regularly due to a medical condition. IN middle school, when we learned about eating disorders, some of the other girls in my class decided to add 2+2 and get 5, assuming that I was using my condition as a cover-up for bulimia.

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  • Tissues

    Posted on November 14, 2011

    I was 9, developing faster than the other girls, and with a cold. Because
    of the cold I was carrying tissues. You see where this is going, don’t you? Because I was developing faster, because I was carrying tissues, and because one girl was a 9 year-old bitch, she spread rumors that I was stuffing my bra. This of course lead to weeks of bra snapping (yes, I was probably the only one wearing one), whispers, loud and fake hallway sneezes. Really small things looking back on it. When I was 9, it felt like my small world was crashing down on me.

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  • Eva@OOC

    Posted on November 14, 2011

    It is so important to find help in these type of situations, Kylan. We are so glad you did. Unfortunately this type of bullying happens to many people. It helps to know you are not alone! Thanks for sharing. You are helping others too now.

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