Yes, by these two horrid girls name Kaitlyn and Heather. I couldn't stand them because of everything they'd do and say to me. I avoided them any chance that I got and even felt myself getting annoyed feelings by just seeing one of them. Finally near graduation I told them that I was glad I wouldn't have to see them again and that hopefully they would meet others who gave them the same angry and detestable feelings they gave me, because maybe then they would realize what they did to me. I only saw them once more since graduation and we all just ignored each other.
A lot actually. Sometimes too much, in New York city, we have it coming BAD in 8th grade, good thing 8th grade is over and I'm going to high school next year. 6-8th grade was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO much drama and bullying.
So one day, while she was sitting there having lunch in the cafeteria, I sneaked up behind her and poured a carton of milk down her back.
I was sent to the principal's office, naturally. But that brat never bothered me again.