I speak for all those who can't when I say words hurt. I know your pain. I know what it's like to not want to get out of bed every day. For nearly three years as a young child I was bullied incessantly. I was excluded, called all sorts of names (everything from A-Z), and was told I shouldn't even be in school. I battled with depression because of it and I even have my fair share of scars from cutting to escape the pain. I moved and became quite popular with the people in my new town and was welcomed and loved; a feeling I hadn't ever experienced. Now, I'm a Sophomore in High School and am doing well. But looking back to nearly 8 years ago, I can still remember what it was like for the three worst years of my life. I'm lucky I'm here today. I speak for those who can't when I say bullying hurts. Take a stand to stop it.
By writing some words below, you are showing your support and letting everyone know they're not alone.