I remember that I was bullied once. I would get picked on by a kid who was a year older than me. I had to ride the bus with them. They would call me names and swear at me. I remember that there was a point when I used to dread riding the bus everyday. I told the bus driver but nothing was done about it. Then I told the principal. He had us meet in his office but it still continued afterward. Finally, my mom stepped in and said something to them. I don't know what she said but he hadn't bothered me ever since.