What was your worst year in school?

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I would have to pick out my 1st and 5th years at High School. Bullying was particularly bad in these years.

And academically, my worst year was my 6th (and last) year at High School. My 5th year had already qualified me for university, though in 6th year I did do exams but didn't put the effort in, and slumped academically.

School was difficult. I was picked on regularly. Teachers would degrade me and bully me infront of the class. I was made fun of for singing like a girl, and i couldn't play sport so my classmates would always pick me last. ALWAYS!! ! I was always accused of things i wouldn't due because i couldn't ever speak up for myself. That's why i can't go to college, i think. I still have nightmares about the 3rd and 4th grade.

Prep-6. Me and my brother were chased, bullied and insulted repeditively (The knew of Gareths diasability and pinned the same thing on me since I didn't communicate so well). And when I tried doing it to another, the teacher told ME off even though I'd been complaining for a good 3 years about how they treated us. I ended up with that teacher bullying me the rest of primary. The other teachers could do nothing. I guess 480 people is too much for 30 teachers.

We both fell into depression in y6. My brother and I.

Now we're both pretty happy with life, even though Gareth's IQ is now a good 30 points lower than before. But I've found myself a few close friends who understand me most of the time. Even if they still think I'm weird sometimes. XD and I'm doing well in a private school with a very low bullying rate.
My brother's now in a special school and out of mainstream where he fits in perfectly.

6-8 were pretty friggin terrible. Not to say the others are what you'd call a blast but during those years I dealt with two openly hostile school administrations and had a total of two friends.

8-9. I really really wanted to kill myself, and I wanted to do it at school so people could see me die.

7-9: Junior High

If a hell exists, it HAS to be Laramie Junior High School.

Seems like a lot of people hated Junior High as well. 6th grade was terrible for me. No friends and viewed as a weirdo. I gained some respect when I elbowed a bully in the solar plexes and started kicking him and making him cry. But, of course, after that I was viewed as a psycho...

That was indeed a bad year, but the worst of all was 10th. I attended an elite prep school, and it was the worst mistake my parents ever made. I hated everyone there, and I responded by doing whatever I pleased and even became the schools resident "badass" on campus. Yet, deep down I was an emotional wreck, and it didn't help I was having some severe relationship problems as well, with girls taking advantage of my kind nature and such. I was borderline suicide that year, no doubt, and if not for the next school I attended, I probably wouldn't have made it...

I'd have to say year 8. This girl who I'n known for years suddenly started picking on me for NO reason at all! The teachers didn't see it happening so she very rarely got punnished. The other girls started yelling at me for "being mean" to her, as she was nice to everyone else. Every so often we'd both have counselling to see if we could patch things up. She'd pretend to be nice for a few weeks so she wouldn't get into trouble, but she'd start picking on me again. Towards the end of the year I got locked in the gym before recess. I tried to get some younger girls to help me, but instead they made up some BS story about a ghost in the gym. I eventually had to get out myself. Then a couple days before the end of the term, we were watching a movie and the younger girls started teasing me about it, even making "wooo" sounds, and I blew up. I thought it was forgotten after a teacher spoke to us, but in the canteen line at recess, the girl from my class started making ghost noises. I yelled at her, and before I knew it all the year 7 girls were chasing me around the school going "wooo" every time I turned my back. I later confronted the girl from my class and tried to beat her up for every horrible thing she'd done to me that year, but her stupid fiend stopped me and told me that if I ever touched her again she'd smash my face in. This memory still haunts me to this day. The next year I repeated year 8, and for the first half of the year everything went ok, everyone was nice to me, but then all the sudden a lot of people turned on me, and none of the nicer kids could be arsed sticking up for me. It stayed that way for the rest of year 8, all the way through year 9 and for the short time I was in year 10. What I wouldn't give to go back there and give each and every one of those spoiled little brats exactly what they deserve !

It`s probably this year, 7th grade..
I have been depressed since 5th grade and been away from school alot..
But it isn`t as bad as this year.. not by the depression, thats better now, but the issue that i have found out what i want to do for a living, and capable of doing it, and i`m stuck in school.. I gotta make up alot of stories and excuses because of the Asperger and depression issue, i gotta pretend everything is good and i dont have any problems, and that causes the depression again and stress headache.
I sitt much alone in class, i don`t mingle with the others as much, and i`m very quite and do everything i get told to by the teacher, and because of that i come out as a softy and the teachers favorite pupil, and because of that i stand more out and the class mates reject me more.
And because of i have so special intrest`s i dont share any of them with any in the whole school..
And i dont like social activitis and stay home on alot of them, and then people start asking more questions and that makes me more nervouse.
It probably wont be better untill Collage when i can go on a school where other peolpe share my intresest

Every single one of them. Can't remember one good year. Elementary school, middle school, high school, even now at graduate level I'm having problems with people.

6th grade. I got my period and a woman's body, my breasts got big, it was a lot of changes and it made me miserable and the teasing got very bad. It was the worst than my previous years. I think I suffered a nervous breakdown because I was falling apart in school my parents took me out and I was home schooled for a few months. All the kids thought I was lucky to be out but no I wasn't lucky. I was miserable. I was alone, no one else to play with because they were all in school, I wanted to be a normal kid and I was trying hard to fit in and be like everybody else. I was bored on the school days. But that's how I learned to play by myself and have fun by myself without anyone. I had my imaginary friend. I also got a different doctor, a psychiatrist. I went and saw him every week and my mom and him talked while I play with the toys they had in the room at the table. It was a children's hospital. It was also the year I got diagnosed with AS by the psychiatrist. I don’t think I was happy when I got it because then it explained why I was having all those problems over the years and why I was different.
I remember I was very embarrassed about my body and I couldn’t hide it. I was very thin and then one year I get big. I’m thin again now. Took me years to get back what I had but one thing I will never get rid of are the stretch marks. They faded in but the lines are there. Maybe if I didn’t crave so much sugar, I wouldn’t have gotten as much.
I even missed the Christmas trip to Portland my school took. Every year the sixth graders took a trip to Portland they go see all the places and they take pictures and then make a poster of them after the photos were developed and hang them on the walls in the school for everyone to see. But that day it was rainy so the kids thought I was lucky I didn’t go. Made me feel better because I hated walking in the rain and still do.
So 6th grade was my worst year ever because of the changes and the depression. I was ahead of the other kids in body development. I hated god for it, back when I believed in him, so for embarrassing me, I quit believing in him for what he did to me. Now I don’t think there ever was one because the stories in the bible sound unrealistic and unbelievable. What about the dinosaurs? They left that out.

so far, it'd be my high school freshman year (my 4th year in secondary school for all you UK people) since I pretty did really sh***y and it was a pretty bad experience overall

All of them.

4th grade, or when I had to move in 7th grade, or 10th grade