Story of Joanna

At the start of my life, I was with this girl called Jessica. she was my BESTFRIEND. I mean BEST. Then, around last year, I lost her. She met someone in the first year of high school and she went with her instead of staying with me so I was alone. Then, I didnt talk to anyone. I didnt make friends, I didnt even touch anyone. I was afraid to make close friends because I didnt want to lose them like I did with Jessica.
My Parents split up that year too, so that didnt help.
Also, My friend got hit by a car, I could of saved her but I didnt because I didnt see the car coming and I didnt know she ran across the road. So.. Thats another reason why I dont make friends now.
Thats the story of me.

The Story of Hana

Hi guys it's Hana. Anywho I've had a really tough year this year. 9 months ago I became really sick I had awful headaches, dizziness and things of the sort I missed three months of school, I was lonely as crazy i'm a really chatty person so it was awful for me. I went into hospital twice then after four months I gradually started to feel better I went to school for an hour every second day just so I could see my friends. I don't even know what I was sick with I was told thyroid problems, serious virus, problems with my u-station tubes, allergic reaction to glandular fever. Anywho I was nearly better and everything was sorting out when I fell ill again but this time people got more worried they were thinking brain tumors and meningitis. I really thought I had meningitis as I had loads of the sypmtoms. I couldn't move my neck, I came out in this horrible rash and I had painful headaches. They sent me in for MRI scans, CAT scans and an ultrasound. It came up almost clear but I still felt awful. The specialist told me that I had suffered a severe virus and that I had extremely delicate ears. School got really tough my friends started ignoring me they were jealous of the attenton I was getting it was hard. The past few weeks have been really tough I go to school alot more now and it&#s confusing me or something I go into these spells where i&#m in my own little planet I don&#t hear or take anything in I just freze. All my friends just think i'm weird and the trouble is I really care what they think. I wake up in the morning and cry before I go to school then when I come home i'm just exausted and go to bed. I just feel sad. But I really feel bad writing all of this out because I shouldn't be complaing I have everything I want and need, a loving family and a true friend. Anywho that's my little piece :]

The Story of Isabelle

When i was really young, I was alwa* ****ted, happy wanting to take part. I didnt care what people thought of me. When i got older i started getting really self conscious worrying what people would think. I couldnt even approach my best friend, i was that scared. I started trying to fit by being wierd. People were always saying bad stuff about me behind my back. I got worried. I started getting really easily offended and too shy to share anything. Each time i would tell someone something they would twist it into something that they thought were funny and spread it round. It hurt. My parents soon after started loosing lots of money and i could barely afford alot of expensive stuff. I tried to always fit in but it never worked i always thought i would find friends one day. I got heart broken once. I started hating my life being really self conscious getting called ugly and fat. I didnt each much anyway and then i found out that i was underwieght. I started asking everyone if i was acctually that and i got called an attention seeker and im just saying that. I got a bit more offended. I tried seeing if finding friends is fa might help but not really. I get called annoying and wierd and not just cause i am 12. Sometimes I would just cry all night instead of sleep. Some of my best friends had betrayed me.I did get teased alot and bullied often. But what scared me most was what happened to my dad. Hes got really unwell and apparently results might be fatal. His face got swollen badly. He already has lost alot of weight from not eating and he cant talk properly. :[

Story of Chloe

So this is the story of Chloe

I have a normal life, a normal family and I guess, we're not in any financial difficulty but I'm not rich.
I have the normal amount of worrying and stuff. My friends are *****es sometimes, most of them anyway. One in particular who I just want to slap the whole time but I'm too scared to stand up to her. Plus all my other besties LOVE her. My friends do pick on me a bit but its not like its terrible or anything. I guess the fact I'm small and thin means I'm the easiest to pick on. In my group oof besties I'm loud but anywhere else I'm shy. Everyone thinks I dont speak, that is, if they even know I exist. Which some of my year dont :/ I'm really not popular, in fact I'm possibly the most unknown person in my year, not the most unpopular. Thats all the nerds etc. Like Benedict is the most Unpopular person ever. Umm... I've gone on a bit & that probably didnt make sense/ you fell asleep halfway through, but basicly, I know my problems are insignificant, but I just wanted to share that. Uhh... Yes I'm very boring, & Shy, & I get embarassed easily but uhmm...

This is my life FA, now you know

Story of an FA'er Eight

Okay this is my story. It's all true, I wouldn't lie about it. It's all in breif though
When I was 6 I used to see my Mom and Dad arguing all the time. I didn't like seeing them argue, it was horrible sometimes I would burst into tears but my brother would always be there for me and he helped me feel better. When I was seven Dad moved out taking my brother with him. He didn't want me just my brother he never really like me. So then it was just my Mom and I but a few months later My older cousin moved into our house because my Mom sister (his mom) was ill. I hated my cousin, he was mean and selfish he'd tease me all the time he was 15. One day though when we were home alone he started being all nice and chatty to me. I found it weird and went up to my room because I didn't want to talk to him. He followed me then picked me up then took me into his room locked the door then put me in his bed and got in I asked him what he was doing and he said playing a game but it wasn't a game at all. He forced me to have 'it' with him. I hated it, even though I was seven I knew it was wrong. He was brutal and hurt me alot. He threatened to hurt me even more if I told anyone so I kept my mouth shut. It happened until he was 19 and moved out. I didn't tell anyone about it and I still haven't because I'm still scared of him. I know I should tell but I just can't bring myself to tell anyone that can do anything about it it hurts me everytime I think about it and it makes me feel horrible. It stopped two years ago and when it did the only thing I could turn to was books and Stardoll. I came on Stardoll to talk to my real friends. Of course I acted like everything was okay and stuff. I was quiet at school and kept myself to myself and I didn't really trust my friends, they weren't very trustworthy anyways. I finished all my work and done all my homework sometimes just to keep myself busy. I hate him, for everything he's done to me but I don't think about it much but when I do I just can't stop myself from crying or getting angry at myself for not telling anyone. One time I was so angry at my self that I tried to k*ll myself but failed. I didn't tell anyone about that either. This is the first time I've actually told anyone about this but I think it'll be my last.

Story of an FA'er Seven

The first sentence Im going to write You all probably wont believe me. I've been bullied all my life. People calling me names, people 'jumping' me, for those who dont know it means sneaking up to people and kicking the tomatoes out of them, people throwing pieces of paper with offensive words and pictures on it, people making fun of my life and my parents. I've had it all. Now all I get from people is bad names, ignorance, labels and all sorts of other hurtful things. I always seem so happy! Well no, Im not. When you call someone names or you kick them in the leg, think of what they're feeling.
People call me an attention seeker and a pusher for wanting friends SO bad. Well, you people are stupid. You people don't know why Im doing that. When you call me stupid and a liar, do you think thats a good thing? You need to realize that behind the fake smile, there are feelings. And all your doing is making me feel like the tiniest thing on earth.

Story of Josee

I was born in England, and have all my life. I was born 2 weeks premature and had low blood sugar followed by being underweight. I stayed in Hospital for a few days then came out. In Infants I had lots of friends, I wasn't the popular one though. I had no deal with bullies or anything. When I moved to primary, people kinda got a wrong impression of me, people now see me as a spaz and weirdo .In year 4 summer my sister was in hospital for 4 days because she had a kidney infection. We visited her every day and the night she went into Hospital I had to sleep round my nans. In year 5, I got emesen hate. My freind's account was hacked and I got called a ****en fat cxnt To this day I don't know who did it, evidently someone who don't like me. I wasn't the brightest bulb in the pack, I used to cry in maths and I still do, because I think I might like the laughed at or told if because I don't understand something (sad lol). I still have my best friend though, she's lurvaly. Now in year 6,I'm best friends with the populars and I get along with everyone in my year. I still get called weird but I go along with it and people think i&#m funny :D And now this year I am going to a school I like.

The Story of Zoeii

This is the story of an FA'er. Heeey i am Zoeii. Im the kind of person who just wants to make a joke out of everything and my friends just think im utter nuts. I am half British and half Belgium, I was Born in London where all my family live and i moved to the contra when i was 6 years old. I have a sister who is currently in a lot of trouble with the police, my brother who had cerebral palsy and can't walk, and my mum, she is nearly always a wreck she takes alot of anti depressants and i try helping her out the best i can, but she can sometimes be pretty relaxed and easy going, she know im a good kid so she lets me do what i want like get an axolotl :L And then my dad, well he left us when i was 14 for having an affair with 3 other women, he took steroids on a daily basis to build up his muscles which lead to him having a heart attack in 2010 which tore the whole family apart because we basically relied on him for everything, my brother took it the worst. Both my Grandads on each side where very close and they also passed away in 2010 also.. so yes, that year sucked. :L I hated primary school because i got into the wrong crowd and they influenced me in the wrong ways, i was to stupid to understand the things they where up too and it got to the point where i was stealing my nans fags for me and them. Secondary school taught me a lesson and i found people that are so close to me and cared, The school was such a contrast from the old one and it was like a massive family or people, i love everyone there so much i couldn't ask of any better people. The people on FA have helped me build up my confidence too without them girls i wouldn't be who i am there so nice and giving. People probably see me as a freak with my pink and blue hair and piercings but i don't want to follow a crowd i want to be different and just be myself, I love my heavy music and want to be a professional wrestler.. which people usually laugh at but im getting there slowly. Im a pretty determined and a srtong person so my friend say and through hard times i will still wear a smile but if you take me the wrong way or say shit about my homies then your going to go down for it because i respect and love everyone i know. I guess i just hope life turns itself around soon because i really wish i have better luck in the future. Not quiet sure what else to write.. wake up i guess? If you havent fallen asleep to my boring speech. aha. Thank you for listening to me and making me do something for half an hour! :)

 This is my life FA, now you know

Story of an FA'er Six

This is a story of an FA’er. Well my life isn’t perfect. I’ll start when I was little. So when I was little I just loved my family I had nothing to worry about everything was perfect. Untill I had to go to school. I was very scared and shy and didn’t want my mom to go. Im still shy right now but not as bad. All through elementary I just couldn’t find a real good friend but whenever I did they would change and get tired of me. I guess that is how it is with me. I became best friends with 3 people and 1 was my best friend before. So this is how it happened… So everyone in 5th grade (well all the girls) were friends. Everyone started hating eachother and me and my best friend had to chose a group (dumb right?) I chose Cassie and Noelle and me and my friend Anna were still bestfriends. But Noelle was trouble. She was bossy and mean. She said she was our “leader” And one day she backstabbed me and made Anna and Cassie hate me. I didn’t know at first, I thought they were just acting weird because they had a bad day or something. But then they would just ignore me and leave me out. So then I started realizing something was going on. Then my bestfriend Anna kept saying well I haven’t been at Noelle’s house and started laughing because I haven’t been there. And she basically kept lying to me. So I told them I knew they had a sleepover without me. They said are you mad? And I said well kind of because why would you even do that and then not tell me? I would be less mad if you told me. And then they got all mad and said I am mean. And basically used the sleepover thing as an excuse for not being my friend. So I hung out will the other girls in the class which was Shay and Janessa and they were nice. Then after about two months Noelle Cassie and Anna wanted to be my friend again. So I said yes which I shouldn’t of said. In sixth grade Anna and Noelle went to a different middle school. Me and Cassie became best friends again and then my friend Amanda too. We did everything together but still Cassie was sometimes bossy. In seventh grade we started drifting apart and Amanda and Cassie are like bestfriends now. Because they became friends with all kinds of people I don’t really like. Im still kind of close with Amanda since we do soccer together.But right now I hang out with my friend jasmine now and she really is my true bestfriend. She actually listens to me and I listen to her. I think I found my real bestfriend that I can trust. From my past experiences I just try to find good friends so I don’t have to go through that again. All the sadness and anger that I went through made me a better person, it taught me to never do that because you don’t know how bad your really hurting that person and I admit it hurt me bad and made me depressed I didn’t even know what was going on around me. Now god helps me I pray to him every night I have been going to church more and he will always help me through hard situations. I wish I turned to him for help when I was going through those hard times. Well that is basically it. But that is just my friend life I have a whole another story with my family

This is my life FA, now you know

The story of Gianna

I was always a really happy girl. Always. But I don't know what happened because one day, when I was 10/11ish, I just became unhappy. I hated my clothes, I hated my face, my weight, and myself. All my friends were prettier, thinner, had better clothes, were good at sports, and the guys would actually talk to them. That was 6th grade. People would make comments, but I never realized I was kind of being bullied. When 7th grade rolled around, the bullying got worse.
  In 7th grade, I had 4 family deaths. My great Grandma, my Nonno, my Uncle Sal, and my great uncle Carmien. I was like... Put into a state of depression. I fell in love with the color black too. And that made me an immediate target. For my best friend. Everyday, nasty comment after nasty comment. Finally, I found this band All Time Low, and as insane as it seems, they took me out of my depression. I fell in love with the guys and their music.
I was excited so I shared it with my friends. They made fun of it. Why? Cause they never heard of them. It really upset me. Okay, if you listen to them and don't like them I understand. But they never listened to them. They refused to! And they went on about it, and got like half the grade to make fun of me for it. Then it turned into everyone making fun of me, not just my music. I got called emo, goth, and plenty more behind my back. I had a guy call me ugly, and tell me he hated me. But one day, my best friend was making fun of me, and I reached my breaking point.
I told her off. I was SICK of it. She was so upset that she actually CRIED. She didn't know she was hurting me which made me LOL. My breaking point didn't mean I freaked out on her, it means my brain like went insane. I was just sick of it. She put me in another depression! We made up, and we're still friends, but I just can't forgive her for ALL of it.
Now I'm a stronger person. I don't let anyone say bull about me or my friends without fighting back. I'm sure people still say crap about me behind my back, but that's because they don't have the damn guts to say it to my face anymore
-Gianna Rose

The Story of an FA'er Five

This is a story of an FA'er. On the outside she seems confident, crazy and able to listen to everyones problems but on the inside she isn't like that at all. All she thinks about is how one day she is going to die and she dwells on the bad things alot. She has a loving family but she takes it for granted and she knows she does. Her father is away 90% of the time with work and her school is 2 hours away. Her friends leave her out alot but she just brushes it off. She listens to everyones problems but they just make her feel depressed.

This is my life FA, now you know.

The Story of Rebeccah (Rebeccah1996)

This is the story of an FA'er. Okay, I was born in Newcastle along with my twin brother. After 4 years living there we moved to my dad's hometown, in the south-east of Scotland. My childhood was easy. No bullying, had loads of friends and nothing really mattered. When I moved to high school everything changed. Ever day I was hassled and bullied, being called a man at every turn. I began to grow cut off from the world and my friends. My mum and dad turned to drink, downing on average a bottle of wine and countless cans of lager each per night. My dad grew violent. My mum moved out and we went with her. I didn't see me dad until my parents got back together. 2 years without him. My dad started a new sport, domestic abuse. My sister is one victim but my brother gets the worst. I look up to him for his bravery. My dad then tried to kill himself. He was unsuccessful, but I wouldn't have cared what outcome. And that's about it.. My brother is really protective of me and my sister and he means the world to me.

This is my life FA, now you know.

The Story of Jade

This is the story of an FA'er,
I'm not writing my whole life story. Some things are too traumatic and upsetting and personal. So, my life isn't as bad as it was a few years ago. A few years ago I would have been moving house over and over, never having a real ''home'' and more I don't even want to share with anyone, at all. I'm only writing this to let everything out, to be honest. I've been getting bullied the past three years now. It wasn't psychical bullying until I stood up for myself. I've never told anybody(they'd never believe me anyways, nobody believes anything I say) just one person from FA. But nobody in my real life, There is nobody to tell. My mum is always at work, I hardly ever see her. And when I do she's on some kind of call, so I go out to talk and she says ''Just one minute'' and it turns into an hour, or a day, or a week. My dad is just way to hard to talk to, he goes nuts anytime you say something. There's just nobody left. Friends don't care. My life is kind of bad that way, in the way I don't have anyone to talk to or go to. I've attempted su!cide before, didn't work. Now there's another name added onto the list that bullies name me.. that's ''Emo''. Then my boyfriend found out about the su!cide bit, he thinks I'm a freak and need therapy. I have a feeling my mum is cheating on my dad. She's always staying somewhere else, she never picks up the phone. One time I decided to go through her messages I was that curious, she text her friend that she ''went on that blind date''. So much for being ''In a relationship''. So now all I have is FA, but slowly everyone is turning against me there. Plus I have no hope in acting nice, people will just ''see right through it''. I try too hard to fit in there and to be ''Honest''. Truth is I rather just being nice.. But now there are people in FA calling me names. So I guess I'll have to live with everyone against me. But the thing is, I'll never be able to Really leave FA. No matter what happens. Let's just hope I don't lose everything I have, out of very little. But like I say, if there's nothing left to lose there's everything to gain. I'll keep hope. I just wish people thought about what they said before they said it, it may not look like it's hurting them. But it is. Bullies hurt me. People hurt me. Words hurt me. I'm a sensitive and self-conscious person, but I try to hide the pain. I won't be around much longer if this keeps up. I have no confidence, I feel just as ugly as bullies describe me. I have low self-esteem and I'm not perfect, nowhere near it. Never have been never will be.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of an FA'er Three

This is the story of an FA'er. She moved at the age of 2 months. She loved to talk and be happy. She was 'popular' in nursery/playschool, but once primary school arrived everything went. She only knew this girl I was best friends with since playschool and I built my enemies. I was friends with the most popular girl in the school since playschool. The past few years she thought she was loosing her friends. This girl in the class above seemed to hate her. She always seemed to talk behind her back and make fun of her. One day she knew this girl was talking about her behind her back and that girl went off crying. She called her in to see whats wrong and she replied ''Nothing I'm just saying that her profile looks really good'' but she knew that wasn't true. All her friends seemed to come and go. If you were wearing designer clothes you were her friend and if you weren't you were bitched about. The past year, she has been trying to be strong. Lately she has been hanging out with her two friends from school. She has realized her true friends and her enemies. Sometimes she might feel not included if she isn't with people she is friendly with. No one knows how hard this is to deal with. This girl tries her best in school and tries to get high grades. She tries to stay strong, and you know what? That girl is me.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of Maria

This is a story of an FA'er.I'm the girl who is a very smart, funny pretty, popular type girl on the outside but on the inside I think many different things I always worry that people don't like me because I have a small head I'm tall and have short hair that kind of stuff I worry about everything to much. In the 5th grade I had a wonderful year everything was perfect. But when 6th grade came it was a roller coaster people were mean to me then nice then mean. I got called fag almost everyday by a girl who I used to call my best friend I felt left out I felt stupid. I got bullied. Then one day I said enough I gained my self confidence and told her to stop I told everyone who had been mean to me to stop. I still get pushed around today but I know that I'm strong enough to stand up to them.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of an FA'er Two

This is a story of a FA'er. Completely happy with her life. A bubbly, outgoing girl, but what people do not know. This girl, found out, a couple of months ago, she was adopted. Now, this was tough for her. And when her foster parents told her, all she did was cry. Many thoughts ran through her head, day and night. The girl wondered why she was given up for care, was she not good enough? This made her cry more... She was told she could see her real mother, but she turned down this offer, at least for now.

She is still happy, she copes. She is grateful for her foster parents and they love her very much. As does she. They are great people, and she knows that. She wouldn't trade her life for anything, and overall, is happy with her life, just the way it is.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of an FA'er One

This is the story of an FA'er, so I guess I should write about me then. I have a pretty average life, one that I treasure however. Perhaps a not so average family, I have two possible dads, not because of a mum sleeping around or whatever but because she was raped, so I either have a dad who is a rapist, or my dad is my dad. My mum has let me make the decision on whether I want to know for sure whose my dad, or not. I do not want to know, in my eyes my dad, who has cared for is my dad. Sure he may/may not be blood related to me but I do not care. The man who raped my mum has tried to contact me, claiming I’m his daughter, I want no contact with that monster whatsoever, I have a dad already in my eyes. I have never told anybody this as I don’t want them feeling sorry for me, it’s embarrassing.. Moving on, like I said before I do have an average life, I get pretty high grades, I have friends, my parents are split up, well they are on an on/off relationship … I don’t mind them being separated, at least it stops them arguing and it makes family life seem more normal, I don’t have any family nearby except my parents and little brother. I’m a pretty shy person, I am self-conscious but I’m starting to grow in confidence. At the moment I am deciding who I am.I don’t want to say too much as it may give away what fa’er I am. But I love my life so much, I will never take it for granted, the ups and downs are what makes life interesting. 

This is my life FA, now you know.