Social Media Sinisters

Social Media Sinisters

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Facebook.....a place for social reasons.....a place for knowledge about others lives.....a place where long distant friends meet.....a place of memories.... But what if I told you that Facebook can be used for something more sinister...... it can be a place for stalkers..... a place for bullies.....a place where there is no space.....because everything is out and open for all...... Hi, I'm Kristina Gale and I go to Bording High, where everyone is a couple...except me. Whenever I'm in school, I sit on the floor and eat by myself. When I am on break, I sit on a bench and no one would sit next to me. People would pass me by and not even know I exist. When I go on the bus, I sit in the front, all alone, and the chairs around me would be empty. When I get home, no one will ask me "How's school, baby?" or "Did you make any friends?" I live my widowed mom and she is out for most of the time. Everyday goes by with nothing new to add in my life, until today.....
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My name is Leo Benidict. I'm a high school student. I take honors classes, get decent grades I'm popular... kinda. I'm nice to people, but that doesn't mean my life is great. High school, heh, isn't this where awsome romances happen? Where people find themselves? Cause in my case, if become more and more unsure about myself, and my luck with girls... Bwahahaha! Ah well, I guess it doesn't matter. Things just don't pan out for me. Guess I'll just keeping doing my thing. I mean, I don't even care about getting laid. I just want someone to talk to, someone by my side. Someone I can talk to about my problems. Ah, well, I guess I should just get to class.

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