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Sticks and Stones

Contributed by Veronica on Thursday, 16th January 2014 @ 06:08:27 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



Fat ass Id hear the words bounce along the halls as though it were a fragment of light playing amongst many mirrors
***** I read from a note passed along this Underground Railroad you call a school
Nasty, retarded, faggot.
Yes, even with crying to teachers, seeing counselor after counselor, going to support groups and depression treatments.
In todays all excepting, zero tolerance a vibrant soul is crushed with the tons of hate that thrash at her arms and legs cutting into the thin flesh of a tissue paper girl
Shes the girl who misses school because she cant handle the sticks and stones because they are breaking her bones one throw at a time.
She cries out to an empty room splattered in her self-hate for not being pretty enough.
She dreams of drawing her sword on her enemies just to turn it on herself removing the layers of too fat.
Shes a coward. Making mountains of molehills she hears from yet another advisor as he slaps her assailants on the wrist and she watches the murderous Hun just return to class.
Nothing happened.
Stick and stones may break her bones but no one listens to the bones snap.
Everyone turns a blind eye to the razors she dodges just trying to get to class.
Because sticks and stones will break my bones but words will be carved on the walls of my mind.
Way less painful. Right?




Copyright © Veronica ... [ 2014-01-16 18:08:27]
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Re: Sticks and Stones (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 16th January 2014 @ 09:49:02 PM AEST
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This is just heart breaking?Is this something that is happening to you?

I was bullied in school long ago.Though in todays world it seems alot more profound.

Hugs
Michelle

ps I really do not know what to say,so I wont lecture you oh what you should do or how you should feel if this is your life right now. I will say I think you are wonderful and am sending a cyber hug right now!


Re: Sticks and Stones (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Thursday, 16th January 2014 @ 09:49:38 PM AEST
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This is just heart breaking?Is this something that is happening to you?

I was bullied in school long ago.Though in todays world it seems alot more profound.

Hugs
Michelle

ps I really do not know what to say,so I wont lecture you oh what you should do or how you should feel if this is your life right now. I will say I think you are wonderful and am sending a cyber hug right now!


Re: Sticks and Stones (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 17th January 2014 @ 12:12:07 AM AEST
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This is well written, and it is impossible to not feel for you when reading.
Words certainly do harm, often so much more than sticks and stones. Bullies should be forced to face the truth of their tormenting, through the eyes and minds of their victims, but I fear empathy is a dying word in today's society.
I wish you strength, and your tormentors the eyes to see your distress.






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