Bullying
I have read a book once or twice called The Muse: a novel
of romance and discovery by Suzie Carr.
It is a beautiful story that shows us no matter our ages we
can still grow and learn things about ourselves. We can also teach others or
make differences in people’s lives that we have never meant by simply believing
we can or a smile by simply being ourselves.
This book also had something to say about bullying it made
me remember a time in life were people around me always were bulling my family
and friends and im a fighter. I always believe in the underdog. It seems now a
days people don’t believe in love differences. I had a weird personality I think
because I am quick to stand up for others but when it came to be being pick on I
took everything with a grain of salt as they say.
I would move on and just put a smile on my face while I die
a little inside and I remember always saying to myself that the people who need
me, they need my strength, they need my happiness they need my time and my
smile even if I am crying and begging for help on the inside. I still do this every
day of my life but I find myself wishing that someone would see the pain in my
bright smile and just help me but I have yet to find this person. I wonder if
there are others like this. If there is do I see their pain? Do I help them? Can
I help them even thought I can help myself?
I know I run to my music and books to hind my pain. Have I been
taking care of everyone for so long that I don’t even know how to take care of
me anymore?
So I guess my question to the world is can you see the real
me? Can I see the real you?
By Reeshe
