It was a night like this. The rain was heavy, and the
lightning was bright. It was a night like this where
everything changed, and it was about to change again. She
was a popular girl. Always had friends by her side and
always had someone to talk to. She was one of the
brightest people you could have ever met. She could tell
you anything about everything and was never stereotyped
as a geek or a nerd. She never spoke out and she always
defended and did what was right. So what happened? She had
everything, friends, a good relationship with family and a very
good life. One day that just all changed.
That day, she changed everything about herself. Her looks,
her personality and her friends. She started to seclude
herself from the rest of the world. No one seemed to
worry. Her old friends never spoke to her again. Only a
rare few even kept in contact.
The pain was getting worse for her. She couldn’t control
it. She hid the scars from loved ones, fearing
discrimination. She tried to take the easy way out, with
failed attempts. Painkillers. Razors. Falling to her
death. She had thought of them all, but never achieved it.
It felt too unbearable to continue with her life. She
didn’t want to carry on with her life. Is there anyone
that can help her?
Failed relationships have made the pain worse. The
thought of continuing without love is his personal fear.
A fear that is never irrational. A fear, which could lead
her to her final breath.
She hides the pain behind a fake smile. She knows that the
time is coming where she will not be walking upon this
Earth. Soon, she will be at peace. Peace from
discrimination and diversity. Peace from stereotyping and
racism. The world is full of these things, but what about
the afterlife? Is it the same as the land of the living?
Is there an afterlife? Or is there only darkness?
These thoughts are what keep her awake at night. The
constant decisiveness of her thought is loud and
debatable. Yes. No. YES! NO! The constant struggle to
take control of her mind is in the balance of two simple,
yet complicated answers. Is this what we are meant to
learn in our time on Earth? But what makes us who we are?
Or what makes us any different than the other person? Are
these the lessons we are meant to learn? Are these the
questions we are meant to ask?
She sees people everyday going through pain, laughter,
sadness and anger. She feels the emotions around her, the
pain of the people. Walking by these people, she gets the
looks of disbelief. They take one look at her and in
their mind, discriminate against her. Why? What does make
her different to you?
The final act led her to her end. They could have stopped
her from leaving this world early. If only they had known
what she was feeling and thinking. Maybe she would still be
walking this Earth, laughing, smiling and having fun.
Look inside yourself and look through the eyes of the
person YOU discriminate against. Hear the thoughts of
that person and thinks twice about it. That person may
not live again after that day. Imagine if that