Bullying - Being called a Homosexual

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Topic: Bullying – Being called a Homosexual

It was about three years ago when a rumour about me was spread about the school. It was not the first time I had been bullied but this time it was more upsetting. The rumour was that I was “gay” and I had done a “sexual act” with some another boy. I was really upset by this and I would never forget it for the rest of my life. Even today I still think why me?

I first knew about a rumour at a lunchtime standing in the queue in the canteen. A friend from Boy’s Brigade came up to me and said, “ I heard that you are gay”. I said “ that’s crap”. He agreed with me. I thought to myself “here the name calling starts again and why can’t they pick on someone else”. I put it out of my mind and ignored it. I went to the library that lunchtime to use the computers when more people said “your gay”. It was really starting to annoy me inside but I had to put on a brave face and ignore it and don’t let them see it is getting to me. I thought, “just forget about and it will go away” but it would not go away.

I went to my afternoon class and tried to forget about but I could not. I did no work and I went to the toilet and cried and that made me feel a bit better. When I cried I felt a bit better because it was like telling someone what had happened. I went home after school and went to my room and sat wondering what I should do. My sister came home from an after school activity and she said to me “folk are saying that you are gay” and she said, “You will have to tell mum”. My sister thought it was a bunch of sad people you have nothing else better to do than spread rumours about people. It did not worry me that my sister knew as I knew she would stand by me whatever sexuality I was.

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That night my sister told my mum and she came up and spoke to me. I felt embarrassed about telling this to my mum because it is not the kind of thing that you talk to your mum about. After about 5 minutes I eventually told her and burst in to tears. My mum gave my a big cuddle and felt safe but I knew I would have to face school tomorrow but I was so scared that more and more people would call me names. My mum said, “We will go up to school and get it sorted ...

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