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Talk To Me About Bullying

Posted September 4th 2019 at 11:48 PM by CrusadingAvenger (The Wisdom Central)

Tags bullying, inspiration, inspirational poetry, life advice, life lesson

Almost nobody knows how to communicate
this topic properly in schools.

We have all these school assemblies, anti-bullying
rallies, speakers who talk about the topic, even
films depicting how bad bullying can be.

However, even after all the media and the
talks we attend to, it’s still a problem.

When we see something wrong, particularly
someone getting picked on, we look the other
way and just pretend it didn’t...

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An Inspiration For The Broken

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I Hate Being a Bystander

Posted October 28th 2017 at 07:11 AM by CrusadingAvenger (The Wisdom Central)

Tags bullying, bystander, high school, teenagers

I don't know why it upset me.

I don't know why it angered me.

I don't know why I felt something in me snap.

I didn't know this girl,
Nor did I take the chance
To see if she was doing okay.

Though, by looking at her face,
From where I was sitting at in the library,
I could tell that she most likely wasn't.

And it wasn't just an expression.

Her face was badly bruised.

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An Inspiration For The Broken

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Getting To Know Me

Posted August 3rd 2014 at 08:44 PM by lexiluv21299 (Inspiration Comes In Strange Places)
Updated August 17th 2014 at 04:03 PM by lexiluv21299

Tags abuse, bullying, depression, ptsd, self-harm, sexual assault

I realized that maybe the reason not a lot of people read my blog is because they don't know a lot about me. Well, I don't open up easily, but I figured I'd give it a try.
My name is Lexi, I'm 15 years old, I was born in Florida, USA. My parents didn't get along very well because my dad was a drunk, smoking stoner. They fought all the time, and it became routine for me to hear my father beat my mother at night. Then, when I was three years old, my father decided to give me bath and while the...