#NoMoreBullying
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The #NoMoreBullying movement on wattpad is a movement to spread awareness of bullying in all of it's forms, and to help stop it. The challenge is simple:
1) Create a new work or add a part to another work titled #NoMoreBullying
2) Tag the work with #NoMoreBullying
3) Download the #NoMoreBullying cover from the @NoMoreBullying profile
4) Create a 90 word + story or work describing how to stop bullying, what
you can do to prevent bullying, how to overcome bullying, etc.
5) Finally, tag five friends and wait for them to accept the challenge. Bully-
ing is something we can work to stop and prevent, but we have to
work together.
So, here's my addition for #NoMoreBullying challenge!
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