Bully

From the day Tyler was born,

I was probably

the proudest dad in the world.

Because he was the firstborn,

he was the first son.

He always had that laugh

about him that was just...

I don't know,

it was infectious.

It caught you.

Keep going! Keep going!

One more time. Let's go.

See, Papa, see?

See, I can do it.

Papa, see? I can do it.

As he grew older,

he kind of reverted and was a loner.

He couldn't stand large crowds,

he couldn't stand

the noise of it all.

Here, let's see the window.

I knew he would be victimized

at some point in time.

Tyler?

What is it, Dad?

I need a camcorder.

Tyler was never

the most athletic.

All right, y'all tell me

what y'all think about snow.

When he was in PE, he was always

the last one to be chose.

Nobody would be on his team

because they said he was a geek

and he's a fag,

and they didn't want to play with him.

And it took a toll on him

early in middle school

to where he... he cried.

And then he got to a point

to where he didn't cry anymore.

And that's when it became difficult

to truly understand

what he was going through.

Is this in position?

Kimberly, if you see this tape,

this is me, I'm talking in the camera.

But I just wanted to say that

I really love you very much.

If all the kids insult you

and all things like that,

forget about them.

The last couple days we had heard

that he had had his head

shoved into a wall locker.

Some kids had told him to go

hang himself, that he was worthless.

Hand me it.

And I think he got to the point

to where enough was enough.

- Tyler, what are you doing?

- Drawing.

- You doing your homework?

- Yes.

- You drawing Daddy a picture?

- Yes.

- Say hi to Daddy.

- Hi, Daddy.

I still think he's going

to come through that door.

And I know he's not.

Come here.

Well, come here.

Basketball.

If there is a heaven...

I know Tyler's there.

And all I can do is have the faith...

that I'll be able to see him again.

That's what I have to live for.

And I have to live

for my other two kids,

and I have to make their life...

as comfortable and as pleasant...

and as peaceful as I can.

Tyler Lee Long,

born April 25, 1992.

Died October 17, 2009. Age 17.

Her name is Noelle

I had a dream about her

She rings my bell

I got gym class

in half an hour

How she rocks

in Keds and tube socks

But she doesn't know who I am

And she doesn't

give a damn about me

'Cause I'm just

a teenage dirtbag, baby

Yeah, I'm just

a teenage dirtbag, baby

Listen to Iron Maiden, baby

with me

I've got two tickets

to Iron Maiden, baby

Come with me Friday

Don't say "maybe"

I'm just

a teenage dirtbag, baby

Like you

Yeah

Dirtbag

No, she doesn't know

What she's missing

- Papa?

- Yes, dear?

You have no cups that I can reach.

I have no cups?

- That I can reach.

- Why not?

Because they're

all the way back there.

Somebody, named "your mother"...

I feel good

when I'm in this house

and when I'm with my family.

- That's Papa's cup.

- Yeah, I know.

Maya, my sister, she is annoying,

but that's normal for a sister, so...

Then there's Ethan.

He's my six-year-old brother.

He got all A's in preschool

through kindergarten.

I'm proud of him for that.

Then there's Jada.

She talks a lot.

Then there's Logan,

my two-year-old brother,

and my mama and my dad.

And then there's me.

L-O-S-E-R.

What does that spell? "Alex."

Wow, sisters are annoying.

Your face is annoying.

People, call me "fish face."

I don't mind.

You got called "fish face," too?

I got called that

all the time in third grade.

- You did?

- Yeah.

Come here,

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