Jonathan Roe was born in 1987 at Nottingham and went to Tollerton Primary School before moving up to South Wolds Comprehensive. Here the 15 year old delivers a frank account of some unhappy memories.

All through primary school I was bullied; not just being called names but having stones and mud thrown at me and having grass shoved in my mouth because they knew I had hay fever.

But that was nothing compared to my second year of secondary school. It was P.E and we were playing football, which I usually enjoy. I admit I'm not the best footballer in the world and I made a few mistakes but I did not deserve any of the following.

It was a corner and I was stuck behind the bent rusty goal posts of the school field. Because of the tatiness of the school it meant that the posts were leaning at quite an angle backwards.

I got on my line (Dah) and waited for the corner kick to be taken. When it was taken it went behind me, which would mean a goal kick in a normal goal post, but not these. It went straight into the goal and the whistle went.

They won 1: 0. The school (150) bullies on my team were not chuffed so they thought they'd take it out on me, and that's exactly what they did. They got the football and threw it at my head.

Then I crouched down crying and they ran up to me, took the mick and then kicked me down. I got (200) back up and tried to walk away but they just threw me to the ground like a rag doll. I turned around and pushed one who fell over to my delight but that just angered him and he chased me.

I ran to my P.E teacher but he just told me to sort it out with my tutor, so I ran to find my tutor but my sis was in a classroom on the way so I got her attention and she took me to my tutor.

That was the worst experience of my life and the clearest memory. It was all sorted out afterwards, but I still get bullied everyday.

Jonathan Roe, Nottinghamshire, 2002