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Hand in hand

    "I don't know what I should do, what I CAN do ." I told my mom.

I wanted to help.
With every Insult and threat, with every malicious comment, there are thousands of people out there becoming a shadow of their own selves. Losing their values and identities and being replaced by everything they say you are.

I knew those feelings all too well. Feeling worthless, slipping into depression... I might have escaped that painful reality but the truth is a lot of people are stuck there. Trapped.

"Look at me, you are are very strong and I'll always be proud of you ." She reached out to hold my hands as she continued.

"I don't know what I would have done if I had lost you Two years ago but you are a Conqueror and you're in in a better place now.
I don't think it would be wise for you to... "

"Mom " I cut her off, I understood her concern and what she was  trying to say but I'm done running and I really need her to know that.
"You told me not to run away from something just because it's hard. I tried to take the easy way out and that's why I tried to take my own life. "

She flinched, I hate to know how much I've put her through. 

"But I'm done running, I have you and I'm better but I just feel that the best way to give back is this. Do you understand what I'm trying to say? "

"I understand Trisha and I have complete faith in you. " She smiled wiping her tears.

"No matter how small, I just want to make a difference. " I said.
"You will " She hugged me and left the room.

I turned and stared at my computer. It's the same one I'd turn on a year ago to meet my woes.
The Irony is it's all from that little computer,the same one I'll use in my bid to reach out to people.
Jump off a cliff, die you bi**h. Waste of   space
Some even took extreme measures,maybe I had a part to play in having so little faith in myself but there is no excuse for their actions.

I could pay better attention to people on my news feed or better, I could start my own blog.
What should I call it? Cyber love? Spread the love? Hand-in-hand?  .
"Maybe I should work in the names later. " I murmured to myself as I scooted closer to my PC.
It will be alright.

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A/N
That's it....Stop cyber bullying. I wrote this before and it was even better but somehow Watt pad took it down and I didn't have back up. The story itself was 368 words.

You guys, cyber bullying is a real thing.
Be nice to people, you don't know how much that kind word you randomly gave that friend on your Facebook made their day.
Change starts from you and I. The little we all make is what turns to be the Revolution
we'll all know in the future.
Xoxo.
Ty.