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It hurts! It really does.

I don't understand why you all always do this to me. I'm trying to, but I've come to terms with the fact that I may never understand.

I wish you could feel my pain. I'm broken.

Whoever said words don't hurt really Doesn't know that words in fact can do a lot of damage.

I see those words, you all think I don't. I pretend it doesn't bother me, I do it a lot.

Slut!

Whore!

Bitch!

No one likes you Brooklyn!

All those words scratched deep into the bathroom doors. Many more written on the walls.

You all pretend not to know who did it.

The notes you pass around to everyone in class, you think I don't know it's about me.

Of course I do, I'm the only one in class who doesn't get the notes.

The stares and glares I receive in the halls, the snickers that follow after when I walk past.

It hurts!

I want it to stop, but I can only think of one way, but it's not nice.

You're a bully Camila. I hate you!

Everyone else on your side, they're bullies too. They join in when you mock me. They help you spread rumours.

I hate myself too. I hate myself for giving you the power to destroy me.

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