Are they true? Do they matter?
You know the stories we whisper about one another,
the tidbits of information we heard from the mysterious group we call "them" or "they"?
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words can only hurt if I let them...right??
I am a Freshman at a small college in the city that I was born and raised in. I never once imagined being here a day longer than it took to graduate . But here I am...stuck in a BIG city of a SMALL state surrounded by people from everywhere else. Here I am a loner in my own home.
The stories told in the confidence of your group of friends about the girl small and quiet. The sweet girl you could never understand. You target her. You stare, mock, and start rumors.
Why?
Sticks and Stones may break my bones but words can only hurt if I let them...right?? How many words does it take until they begin to break down the mind? How maby stares does it take before the target begins to hate herself? Before you win?
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