Anti - Bullying. Help not hate.

The empty box of tissues that lay in her wastebin.The journal of sadness, she keeps tucked under her arm. The drugs, he takes to escape, hidden in his bedside draw. The sadness in his eyes, that will never leave. Everyday she gets up and blames herself, for the hate you put upon her. Everyday he gets up and sheds a silent tear. She feels the tug of her hair, and the jibes about her face and physique. He feels the force, of your fist, connect with his bruised face. They feel nothing but pain and anguish. She goes home and buries herself in a duvet, lying to her parents that she is perfectly fine. He ends each day wishing he could escape. All this pain they feel because of you. Do you know you are causing Suicide? Do you know what your hurtful words do? Stop bullying before it is too late, like it has been for many others. Real smiles instead of fake, Happiness instead of Secludedness.

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