I speak for all those who can't when I say words hurt.  I know your pain.  I know what it's like to not want to get out of bed every day.  For nearly three years as a young child I was bullied incessantly.  I was excluded, called all sorts of names (everything from A-Z), and was told I shouldn't even be in school.  I battled with depression because of it and I even have my fair share of scars from cutting to escape the pain.  I moved and became quite popular with the people in my new town and was welcomed and loved; a feeling I hadn't ever experienced. Now, I'm a Sophomore in High School and am doing well.  But looking back to nearly 8 years ago, I can still remember what it was like for the three worst years of my life.  I'm lucky I'm here today.  I speak for those who can't when I say bullying hurts.  Take a stand to stop it.

-B