As my time at Dr. Kiano High School progressed, the weight of bullying and harassment began to overshadow my already difficult experience. What started as feelings of isolation quickly transformed into something more sinister. I became a target for a group of classmates who seemed to take pleasure in belittling me. Their taunts and jeers echoed in my mind long after the school day ended, leaving me feeling vulnerable and afraid.

The bullying was not always overt; sometimes it was subtle, manifesting as whispered insults or exclusion from group activities. I would overhear snickers as I walked by, the sting of their words cutting deeper than any physical blow. The cafeteria, once a place filled with laughter, became a...