Sadly, that's pretty much what it came down to for me...

I moved to this town in 1988 as an eight year old. I'd been in a lot of schools and never really had any problems, then I got here and 90% of the students I was dumped in with recognized me as alone, shy and an easy target.

Long story short, the Principal was a pansy and most of my teachers were totally indifferent, so after a couple of years of telling my teachers what was going on and seeing nothing happen and then going to the Principal and being told "well, So-and-So comes from a broken home, I can't do anything that would degrade his self esteem" I decided that I'd had enough.

Within a span of two or three weeks, I sent two kids who's been bullying me and were a lot bigger than me home crying and that was the end of that.

Of course, I got my ass reemed by the Principal (who knew damn well what happened and why) but my sixth grade teacher (who's one of the best I've ever had, by the way) backed me up and so I think at the worst, I ended up with a short in-school suspension.