!warning: somewhat graphic depictions of self harm

 

 

Prologue

My arms were shaking. The razor blade clutched between my fingers was hovering just above the fragile skin of my wrist. A tear rolled off of my chin and onto the blade. My laptop, lying on the bed in front of me, made a beep. I raised my eyes to see why, and immediately regretted the action.

You ugly bitch. Why are you even on here? No one likes you fatso.

Something stronger than rage boiled in my chest. "Look what you did!" I screamed. She couldn't hear me. I knew that. But I couldn't stop. "Look what you did!" Without hesitation, I ripped the blade painfully across my wrist, letting out a yelp of pain. "Are you happy now? Why can't you just stop?" I broke off in a sob, blood seeping from my wrist alarmingly fast. I didn't attempt to staunch the flow.

My stomach ached from the crying. I wrapped my arms around myself, feeling the blood stain my shirt. "Just leave me alone." I pulled my bloody wrist away from my abdomen. The blood was beginning to dry in a few places.

No one wants you around. You should just go kill yourself.

I threw my laptop against the wall. "Stop! I'll make you stop." It wasn't even just my body that hurt anymore. It was my mind. I couldn't take anything else. She'd won. She had broken me.

It wasn't like I wanted to suffer. I felt like I was stronger than her. That I could overcome everything she threw at me. I learned that wasn't the case. The pain she inflicted didn't fade--it was a snowball effect. It built and built until there was too much. I couldn't breathe with the agony I felt constricting my lungs. I fumbled with the lock on my window, yanking it open. Thirty stories below was the entrance to my apartment complex.

I was feeling light-headed, and my whole body was freezing. Goosebumps rose on my arms, as if trying to warn me. "I'll make you stop." I repeated. There was one place she couldn't reach me. I shakily stepped up onto the windowsill. I steadied myself on the edge, and closed my eyes for one last time. "It's okay." I whispered to myself. "It's almost over." And without a second thought, I flung myself off the ledge.

Edited November 19, 201212 yr by Cellar Door

7-7

 

I feel so bad for her. Really. It makes me want to kill the bullies.

;_______;

Cyberbullying is such an important topic, but people don't seem to realize that. Bonds and relationships are just as strong on the Internet, and that includes bad bonds, and harm. This is also really alarming about self-harm.

Everyone should be careful about what they do because it might be making someone feel bad. I also think everyone should express themselves in case they feel threatened or offended, as well. November is Cyber bullying Awareness month, I think, so it's important that everyone tries to do their best to fix it!

Just a note for you guys:

I've been reading a few books recently where the outcome of the story depends on what you think the character should do. That's kind of what I'm going to do in this story. The endings will be very different, depending on what you guys pick. What is posted in Spoiler Tag 1 is the story called Broken Mirrors. Although they share a prologue, in Spoiler Tag 2 I will be posting Resilience--the story of the same girl, but things end up very differently throughout the story. You can read both if you want or just one.

Just a note for you guys:

I've been reading a few books recently where the outcome of the story depends on what you think the character should do. That's kind of what I'm going to do in this story. The endings will be very different, depending on what you guys pick. What is posted in Spoiler Tag 1 is the story called Broken Mirrors. Although they share a prologue, in Spoiler Tag 2 I will be posting Resilience--the story of the same girl, but things end up very differently throughout the story. You can read both if you want or just one.

 

I will probably read both. lol Great prologue, btw. ^^

Cyberbullying

its just

wow

smh

why would you bully someone

what

does it make you feel good?

People who cyber bully and bully in general

take a step back in your life

look at what your doing

and grow the firetruck up.

I will probably read both. lol Great prologue, btw. ^^

 

Thanks, Tery (:

I'm going to read both this seems promising.

You know what I should do a little piece of writing like this. I know how it feels to be bullied in so many different forms. This one is definally one I have a understanding of. Actually I should do it on multiple didn't types of bullying. People don't seem to understand that eventually it just breaks you and then you decide you got to end it. Unfortunately that ending usually isn't very pretty.

While we are on the topic, I too, have been bullied. Mentally, and cyber. But even though you feel angry, or depressed , or maybe thoughts of suicide, I've come to the conclusion of :

I don't care what people think.

 

But no matter how much I write, I'll never be able to explain my conclusion, and I feel bad for all the other people out there.

Screw bullies!

;_______;

Cyberbullying is such an important topic, but people don't seem to realize that. Bonds and relationships are just as strong on the Internet, and that includes bad bonds, and harm. This is also really alarming about self-harm.

Everyone should be careful about what they do because it might be making someone feel bad. I also think everyone should express themselves in case they feel threatened or offended, as well. November is Cyber bullying Awareness month, I think, so it's important that everyone tries to do their best to fix it!

 

Actually, October is Anti-Bullying Month. But it's funny because in Alberta, Canada (my province) it's currently Anti-Bullying Week and they had a anti-cyber bullying seminar (I think that's what it was) a few days ago.

 

Also, Lexi, your writing has really improved with this. :oo I'm actually impressed this time. /shot Keep it up.

{The first few chapters are going to apply to both stories, so for now there won't be any spoiler tags. I'd expect some around Chapter 4/5.}

 

"Natalie, your phone is making noise!" My mom shouted, sounding slightly worried. "What should I do?"

 

"I'll come get it, Mom!" I bent the spine of my book and laid it facedown on my bed to save my page. I jogged into the living room. She was holding my phone delicately, afraid to accidentally touch a button. "Thanks for telling me." She nodded warily, and I retreated to my bedroom.

 

The name Harper flashed across the screen. "CALL ME NOW" scrolled across in the screen in all caps, followed by an army of exclamation points.

 

Her number was the first one on speed dial, and she picked up after one ring. "Hey, bestie, what's wrong?" I figured Harper was probably having more boy trouble. Her relationships never did seem to last for very long.

 

"What's wrong?" She yelped in her usual overly dramatic manner. "Have you not seen your Facebook page?"

 

"Harper, you know I never use my Facebook account. I only have one because you made me get one." I rolled my eyes. She didn't sign me up for Farmville, did she?

 

"Go look at it already!"

 

I sighed loudly, hoping to let her know how annoyed I was. "Fine. Give me a minute." I dug out my laptop from under a pile of papers cluttering my desk, and turned it on. It didn't take long for me to reach Facebook.

 

I was surprised to see that under the Notifications tab, I had a ridiculous number of comments on my profile. "Do you see it?" Harper sounded like she was watching a horror movie. I clicked the link to one of the comments, pulling up a page full of them. Most of them consisted of something along the lines of, you bitch why would you say that?

 

"What did I say?" There was a feeling of fear beginning to boil in my stomach. "Harper, what's going on?"

 

"Looks like someone hacked your account. From your account, there's been a post on everyone on your friends' list's walls saying things like, LOL I HAVE A PICTURE OF YOU WITH YOUR PANTS DOWN!"

 

"I didn't say that!" The comments were flooding in, along with a wide range of furious messages lining up my chat bar.

 

"I know, I know, Nat. We'll figure something out. For now change your password. That will at least stop anything else from happening." She advised, the panic in her voice subsiding and spreading into mine.

 

I completed the little password reset tutorial. "I changed it. What now?"

 

Harper paused for a moment. "Uh, I have to go. Good luck Natalie! I'll see you tomorrow!"

 

I clutched at my phone desperately. "Harper, wait--" A click on the other end let me know that it was too late. A new chat window popped open. I'm crying right now. I hope you're happy. The message was from the 11-year-old girl I babysat.

 

As much horror as I felt, it was almost unreal. I couldn't cry. The tears just weren't there. I was almost confident that this was a dream and I would wake up, so why worry? "What is going on?"

Thee whole time I read this I was literally nodding my head and pretty much saying. "This is so wrong" This is really well written and it's something that opens mind.

I have to say that cyber bullying is one of the most stupid things I have seen. Like, don't you have anything better to do than sit on your computer and haunt someone? I am lucky enough that I haven't been never bullied, but my friend was victim of cyber bullying long time. Luckily everything ended up just fine when me and my friends managed to stop it. But yeah cyber bullying can become very horrible and you should think twice before you even think about being funny with someone's expense.

And yeah the bullies are the weakest people in the end. They usually try to fix their own shitty life with it or get attention. Or then they are so douches that they can't understand that people have opinions..

 

This is little bit off topic, but has anyone of you seen "Megan's story"? It's play that is based on true story about girl who commits suicide because of cyber bullying. I suggest you to go and watch it. Saw it few years ago.

Bullying is just Wow..

Why would any single individual of our generation would do or say such a thing to his/her peers?

It's very sickening and it should never happened to any other child and teen ever again.

I've been inspired for some time now on the topic of bullying, whether cyber or some other form, and any type of self-harm it may cause, including something so horrible as suicide. My heart aches when I see so many people suffering in a world where the kind and gentle spirit of human nature is often overshadowed by hate, malice, selfish ambition, etc. You did a great job with these two pieces of writing, Think Pink, and I'd love to read more. It's without a doubt a topic that I hold very close to my heart, and I hope that writing like this spreads inspiration and consciousness even further.