Dear Bullies,

1. The girl you called fat? She's overdosing on diet pills.

2. The girl you called ugly? She spends hours putting on makeup, hoping people will like her.

3. The boy you tripped? He gets enough abuse at home.

4. That guy you made fun of for crying? His mother is dying.

5. That boy you called stupid? He just committed suicide.

6. That girl you called fat? She's starving herself.

7. That boy you called skinny? He has Bulimia.

8. That man you made fun of because of his scars? He fought for our country.

9. That girl you pushed? She has enough abuse at home.

10. That kid you made fun of for being bald? They're fighting with cancer.

11. That kid you called retarded for being in a wheelchair? He risked his life to save a four-year-old.

Put this on your profile if you're against bullying.

1. /////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Caitlin stared at her stomach in the mirror.

She was so fat.

She felt like a pig.

Maybe she should take some more...

...

Bivolo walked through town, feeling completely content.

Suddenly, he came toward a girl.

She was overweight, but it was barely noticeable.

But he just had to comment.

"Hey."

She jumped.

He smirked.

"Oh, hey," she blushed.

"You're overweight, right?"

She stared at him in complete horror before racing off.

...

Wow.

Guess she really was overweight.

She had known it, but she didn't think it was that noticeable.

Guess it was if complete strangers were talking to her just to ask.

She ate some more pills.

It wasn't like it mattered.

It wasn't like she mattered.

She was too fat.

And she would die if it would change that.

2.//////////////////////////////////////////////////

Laurel sighed sadly.

She felt so ugly.

Even her dad agreed.

She didn't have a boyfriend, but she had a crush.

Oliver Queen.

God, she hoped she could catch his attention.

...

"Hey! Laurel, is it?"

Laurel nodded, shocked that Oliver Queen would talk to her.

"Have you seen your sister?"

Laurel tried to not let her disappointment show.

Apparently, the rumors about him screwing her sister were true.

She didn't have a chance.

"Uh... no, I haven't."

Oliver shrugged and walked away.

As she was walking toward class, she heard Oliver's best friend, Diggle, whisper something into his ear.

"She's so ugly! Why would you even talk to her!?!"

She missed her next class in favor of crying in the bathroom.

3./////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Len felt so empty.

Lewis had decided that this weekend should be painful.

The pain was so bad, he could barely see straight.

Suddenly, he tripped over something.

He heard laughing.

"Hey! Look! The amazing Snart is on the floor!"

Len felt tears enter his eyes.

They were from his bruises hitting the floor so hard, not their taunting.

But they didn't know that.

"Aww, look. We hurt his little ego."

Len tried desperately to wipe at his eyes, but a foot on his back had him wincing instead.

"What a wimp."

Len managed to look up and make eye contact with Lisa, the scared little girl watching from the corner.

"Nighty, night, punk," was the last thing whispered in his ear before there was a lot of pain in his head.

And then it was dark.

4./////////////////////////

Winn sobbed into his hands.

His only protection from his father was dying.

She might make it, but it was very unlikely.

He wanted to join her.

Wherever she went.

But he knew that isn't what she would have wanted.

Would want.

She was still alive, but it didn't feel like it.

Thankfully, his teachers were understanding and let him miss a few classes.

"The hell?"

Winn snapped up, desperately trying to wipe away his tears with no luck.

"Are you seriously crying? Wow."

Winn sniffed, but that seemed to set Psi off (Psi is a boy in this story).

"You're really pathetic. You know that, right?"

Winn nodded sadly.

It was true.

Psi walked away.

And Winn just felt broken.

Like a toy.

5.////////////

Oliver was secretly very self-conscious. Yeah, he wasn't the brightest bulb in the box, but he didn't need to be.

Or so he told himself.

His father was always busy on business trips. He never spent any time with Oliver, even if he was home. He always picked Thea.

His mother was quiet. She never really spent any time with any of them.

They never built him up.

He never had any girlfriends who would do anything nice for him.

He had one-night-stands, but they just used him and left.

...

One day, he was feeling empty and dark.

"Hey! Queen!"

Oliver turned, confusion in his expression.

"You're stupid! Everyone knows it."

Oliver barely stopped the tears from overflowing.

Knowing he couldn't hold them very long, he turned and walked very quickly toward the boy's bathroom.

He sighed sadly.

He remembered packing something this morning...

A rope.

He chuckled darkly.

Why would anyone care?

His mother ignored him, his father chose his sister, and she spent all her time alone.

No one would care if he disappeared.

So he tied the rope and threw it over his neck.

6.//////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Kara wanted to rip her stomach out.

She looked so... fat. Overweight. Whatever you wanted to call it.

She was so hungry.

She hadn't eaten in days.

Yet she still looked overweight.

...

"Hey! Fat girl!"

Kara tried to ignore them, but she knew they were talking to her.

She sighed and turned.

"Why don't you chop off your stomach? Maybe you'll look prettier!!!"

Kara stared at them in shock before rushing off to the bathroom.

She puked the little remains of her stomach into the toilet and flushed.

She looked down one more time.

It was always there.

7////////////////////////

Ray pulled at the skin on his stomach.

People kept giving him weird looks.

Was it because he was so overweight?

He didn't know, but why else would they?

...

"Hey! Ray!'

Ray turned around.

He was surprised (to say the least) that Mick Rory was talking to him.

"Uh... yeah?"

"Why are you so skinny?"

Ray blushed.

The Rogues just laughed.

The Rogues were the popular kid crew.

Ray ran to the bathroom in shame.

He had been doing so good...

But he relapsed.

As he was puking his guts out, all he wished was that people actually cared about him.

8.///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Mick sighed.

His scars were particularly painful today.

He walked into a coffee shop (Jitters), and went up to order.

He ordered a drink and sat down in a corner, praying he wouldn't be noticed.

No such luck.

"Hey! Old man! With the ugly scars!" some kid yelled. Mick didn't know whoever it was, but it wasn't uncommon for people (mostly kids, sometimes teenagers, rarely adults) to comment. 

"What do you want?" Mick asked.

"I just wanted you to know how ugly you are," the teenager said and bolted.

Mick sighed. Why did this always have to happen?

9./////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Lisa stared at the scars litering her naked body.

Lewis made her feel so ugly, both inside and out...

Right now, her brother was the only reason she was still here.

She shoved on some clothes before checking the watch she had put on.

Shoot. She was late for school.

She bolted out the door.

...

When she got to the playground, she was immediately shoved to the ground by a kid named Psi. For some reason, Psi hated Lisa so much.

"I hope it hurts," Psi muttered when Lisa started crying silently. When she had fallen, she'd hit a bruise on her back that her father had given her yesterday.

Psi walked away, smirking evilly at her the whole time.

Lisa just sat there, praying that the pain would go away.

10/////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

Jessie hated having cancer. Everyone always assumed something stupid, but the turth was that she had cancer.

Every day, they would tease her about it, make it seem like her own fault.

"Hey! Baldy!"

Right on damn schedule.

"What do you want?" she demanded.

"Why you bald?"

That was a question she would never answer. She didn't need their pity.

"None of your business," she replied. She turned around but quickly found that was a bad idea when she felt something hit her head.

With an anger she didn't know she possed, she realized that it was an apple.

A half-eaten apple.

The worst part was that she might die soon, and they kept teasing her about it.

Assholes.

11./////////////////////////////

Harrison was proud to be in a wheelchair.

Sure, it made some things harder, but it wasn't like it wasn't worth it.

He had saved a four-year-old. That made anything worth it.

The teasing was hard to endure, though.

They made fun of everything. Not to mention how many times they hit or threw something at them.

It made him feel useless.

Worthless.

But he wasn't. He knew that.

But he couldn't help the way he felt.

"Oh, legless!" Yeah, terrible nickname. But it still hurt.

"Leave me alone!" he yelled back, but they just laughed.

"How about this? I'll leave you alone when you walk up to me!" The boy laughed cruelly again.

Harrison wished he could run to the bathroom, but he couldn't.

...

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