What matters to me.

​My name is Caleb and this is my bullying story.
It began in the year 2014. I had many friends at my old school and one of my best friends was a boy named Ryder But at that same school there was a bully named Mark.
In the year 2015 Mark, Ryder and I were in the same class and after that bad things happened. For some unknown reason Ryder and Mark were bullying me for almost 2 terms but one day in maths class Ryder got angry, picked up a chair and throw it at my arm.
We were both sent to the principal’s office where my mum and dad were talking to her.

​The next day I only went to school to get some work to do at home but my mum walked up to my teacher and said in an angry way “How could you let my child get hit with a chair?” My teacher cried and we were all sent to the class next door. My principal came in and told my mum to leave or she would call the cops. My mum said “Do it” my principal called the cops and my principal band my mum and dad from entering the school so we got my brother Callum so we could find a new school.
We found Campbell Street Primary School had a look around and started going there. And that’s the end of my story but I’m not the only person who has or is being bulled. Over 3.2 million students are victims of bullying each year.
And that is why bullying matters to me because I am one of those 3.2 million.