They were my best friends. I was bullied from eighth grade until freshman year and was picked on every day for my race. And for a while one person made comments implying that I was gay. They made jokes and called me names like “Gandhi” and others who are of the same race as me. During PE, one person in particular would make comments while we were changing in the locker room, implying that I was gay. That person would say I was staring at people of the same sex while they were getting dressed. I am not gay and I accept those who are. But when this person labeled me gay, I felt, in a way, violated and disrespected. I didn't like the way people labeled me names, like gay and Gandhi, even though I had done absolutely nothing or appeared "different" to them. I think people more commonly use the words “gay” or “faggot” to describe people who are different from them and who they feel don't belong. They felt it was all a joke, but it was torture and abuse