He made a status talking trash about his ex-girlfriend.
Her other ex-boyfriends commenting agreeing, making it worse. They said things that didn’t need to be said. Things that shouldn’t be posted on facebook. They were being cruel. Someone told her about it. Let her read it from their account because she was blocked from it. She made a status saying she saw it. They kept commenting. Bullying. Saying things about her that they were just as much at fault for. I chatted her asking if she were okay. She said no. She said that she is the most hated person in school. I told her she is better than they think. She said she isn’t. I told her to keep her head up, to prove them wrong. Reminding her that she is an amazing person and giving her examples of why when she disagreed. She legitimately can light up a room. She’s also a girl whose highs, are extraordinary. However, her lows, her lows leave scars. She believes the lies; the hate. She can’t see how truly beautiful and wonderful she is. There were hundreds of comments. Now it’s deleted from the page. But there are pictures of it all. Sure to go around; to fall in the wrong hands. They may not be seen online anymore, but she won’t forget. It’s all she’ll think about when she’s alone, crying. Those words will filll her thoughts if she decides to pick up a knife or any kind of blade. And, I’m still trying to talk to her. I don’t know who she’s talking to, if anyone. But I hope she’s okay. It was my first day at a different school than her. I can’t keep my thoughts away from her. I don’t know her well. I don’t know what she did to provoke those words but if she hurts herself, doesn’t show up to school, or kills herself, I will cry for her. Because she is worth so much. And it all just seems so wrong. I hope she’s okay. I hope someone is with her right now holding her. Telling her she is lovely. Telling her they don’t want this to be an ending, but a new beginning. Stop bullying.
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