Every day, she gets called a different name.

No one seems to see the pain it causes.

To them, it’s all just a game,

Even when she cries, no one pauses


As she walks down the hall,

Everyone stares.

She feels so small.

No one even cares.


The next day, she’s not in school.

The entire school is quiet.

Everyone feels like a fool.

Who knew words could be so violent?


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