Blood and pain is all I can feel and see

the bashing of a head,

the screams that echoed through my mind and soul

Reality smudged with pictures and tears from another set of eyes.

I hear myself screaming out a name

a familiar name a loved name a used name and a cherished name.

I feel my nerves screaming out pain and suffering but I am not physically wounded in any way.

My hands pound against doors, my legs stumble across the slightly slippery floor.

The calls of a teacher push their way through the chattering class and into my crazy, suffering state.

A tall figure steps in my way hands out.

Visions pop and fizzle in my brain like a newly opened soda, immense pain surges through my skull once again and bursts like a balloon with too much air.

Before I know it my hands and muscles push the obstacle away easily.

So close… please hang on!

Shrill screams shoot out from the doors of the hall way, and another balloon of pain flies into my stomach.

A-a KNIFE! They’re using a knife this time!

I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS!

This motivates me forward pushing the rusty door and sprinting towards my twin sister.

The swing sways in the wind sending squeaks of alarm through the empty playground.

Cruel, crazed laughter and giggling merge with desperate shrieking slowly twist around each other forming a sound wave that plummets into my brain.

I bash and bite, punch and choke till my sister falls into my arms, the arms that carry her to the nurse’s office.

Bullying is a crime that happens every day and many people are traumatized to this day!😤😡

Stand up for the victims of bullying, you can change their life!