Help
Help
By
a student who wishes to remain anonymous.
In the dark is where I lie in wait while the
elders of this wretched world debate on my fate.
I tried to
run away and be free but what I didn’t know was that a torrent of torment was
coming after me. It had no real innocent name, this punisher of the innocent.
But those
who saw what was coming for me called it a bully.
Not much was
known about it, this was true. But you may not even know it.
It could be
happening to you.
Some people
cut their arms to release the venom that has made its way into their veins.
Some people jump, but not from the ground like you and me. But from the top of
buildings, hoping to sprout wings.
Some people
hide it, like me.
I have a
release, you see. I listen to music and even sing.
But what
people don’t see is that what you say has an effect on people. It makes them do
things.
Together,
we can help stop bullying.