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Hi guys hope do you like my story, this isn't a common werewolves story or another simple story. This is my first story published but Im writing since Im 11 years, Im 31 now, I always erased every single story I wrote for fear, I wasn't afraid of people acceptance of it, I was afraid to tell my story. I was bullied from my elementary school to my University. I was afraid of make friends, trust or being hurt. My parents didn't know what was going on I never told them, I just fought with all my strenghts to be a survivor. So many nights crying, asking God Why me? Or Why have to live this? Why they rejects me? I was different, I was nice and sociable and I became a shadow, alone, I didnt smiled anymore, I created fake smiles, I hated myself for being and think different to others. I became heartless, cruel sometimes, emotionless, always in defensive mode, I didn't expect nothing from anyone, in fact the rejected ones became my family they protected me at any moment, in any place. All my best friends were bullied too. I believed that no one will loves me and I even thought that my parents will be happier if I haven't born which is a mistake. I felt ugly and that I wasn't able to achieve my goals and dreams. This story is part of my life, the broken downs, the path that I have to walk to achieve my own forgiveness, how all my blocked memories returned to life and how my bullies were people that I used to called friends, family, teachers or professors. Writing is my way to tell the untold, is my way to break my silence. This story pretends to be a voice between silence. Is my way to say that this should stop, we have to stop of hurt each other, everyone has a story, everyone has problems because we are human but that doesn't give us the right to hurt other, to take advantage of them, of punished them for our sins or the sins of other that try to blame us. Silence exist for people that are afraid of become next or victims that remains in silence. Some people ignores us or become accomplice of this. Is unfair like other people beats us, hits us, punch us and expect us to do nothing about it. We are a voice, we have a voice that should be listen. Please readers, I will be so grateful if you helps me to share this message for me and for all of the victims of this demon called bullying. No more bullying. With all my heart Damaris.

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