During the last few months of my high school year,I had been bullied by someone who I thought was a friend & one of her friends. It went on until the last day of school. Nasty things like "I had aids","I had an abortion",and maybe one other nasty thing were written on the back of a toilet paper holder for the whole female population to see if they went into the bathroom.

I went to the school & told the assistant principles about that situation & being cyber bullied by someone at school. I even took a copy of the chat to them & they still wouldn't budge or do anything to fix it. One of the assistant principles told me that she wouldn't do anything because of the way I,the victim of being bullied, reacted to the situation. I was fuming because I felt like I was being punished for reacting the way that I did. It truly shook my faith,because I asked "Why God?".

It all happened after I lost my grandpa/best friend to cancer & I was in the process of getting back into the swing of things after being gone for a few days.

If I could, I would do anything it took to share my story with other people & find a way to put an end to bullying. When it comes to abortions, I would never end an innocent child's life & at the time of the incident,I didn't even have a boyfriend or any relationship with anyone other then a simple friendship.