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Weapons Of Choice

Weapons Of Choice

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What if verbal abuse left the same scars as physical abuse? Would it be taking more seriously? That's what photographer Richard Johnson hopes to accomplish with his new photo project, "Weapons Of Choice". The series uses makeup artists to put bruises and scars on photo subjects. Embedded in these violent marks are some hateful words typically associated with abuse such as, "Stupid," "Dumb," "Trash" and others that are much, much worse. I decide to take this idea and turn it into a book. I'm not the best writer but please bear with me. I feel strongly about this topic, having friends that have been bullied. This book is dedicated to all who have been bullied, I will include some of the things that have happened around me. The names in this book are all made up and those that I am writing about will remain unnamed. © 2015 All Rights Reserved.
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Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynn

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