JUNE GATHERING 2016 -- FREE ROLEPLAY

[font=Palatino Linotype][size=11px][color=white]Sometimes, people just need to take a moment to step back just to realize what they are doing. Like when playing the new video you just bought and you need to do your math homework, or when your friend is about to start using drugs, or just to realize what in the world you're doing to another soul. Without consciousness, one may be harming someone through bullying, mentally or physically, just by saying something rude to weaken their spirits. Most think it doesn't do anything to that one person, but believe me, I know.

Because I've been a victim. I believe that the world has just creased their heed about other souls, other than themselves or peers'. There are people who suffer every single day in silence with scars gifted accustom to them for being distinct from the rest. This is also something I've had to embrace every moment of my life.

I'm not the most social person you'll meet. I'm typically awkward around new people, unsure of their hobbies and way of life. Mostly due to my shyness factor and still learning how to be around so many people at once. Because I have my own way of life, thought process and sometimes a lack of ability due to my own disorders. The first day I walked into kindergarten, I thought 'I'm totally gonna fit it!' However, I soon found out how wrong I was. Quickly, the other students questioned my choice of dress, not being able to read and write has well has the other students, and just how more creative I was than them.

And this only grew worse. I would try searching group to group only to be rejected every single time, and I got the feeling of isolation at the little age of seven. It would leave a major impact me, and those days still haunt me to this day. The rejection soon tried into bullying, picking on my flaws and would often get my hair pulled from behind. This triggered my hidden temper within this sweet innocent girl, and not of my attackers, the victim, was taken account.

After those years washed away, and I moved new school to new school, I never found anyone. The moment I would get close enough to someone, I was greeted with a hefty backstab. Trust issues emerged, and the pain within my wide open wound. I was lost and broken. But now, I began to let my mind wonder. To explore if I truly was alone or not.

And what I found blew my mind away.

I had discovered in just a matter of days that I wasn't the only one. I counted more and more students who have fallen to their knees just like I did.

Sometimes, these people never even realize the damage they have done. Try taking out a sheet of paper, and crumple it up, stomp on it and really mess it up, but do not rip it. Then try to unfold the paper, smooth it out and look at how scarred and dirty it was. Then tell it you're sorry. Now, even though you said you are sorry and tried to fix the paper, I want you to notice all the scars they left behind. This is caused by other people's ignorance.

I want people to know what they have done. How heartless they can be. How much we've really lost has a species. This I believe.

[font=Palatino Linotype][size=11px][color=white]Sometimes, people just need to take a moment to step back just to realize what they are doing. Like when playing the new video you just bought and you need to do your math homework, or when your friend is about to start using drugs, or just to realize what in the world you're doing to another soul. Without consciousness, one may be harming someone through bullying, mentally or physically, just by saying something rude to weaken their spirits. Most think it doesn't do anything to that one person, but believe me, I know.

Because I've been a victim. I believe that the world has just creased their heed about other souls, other than themselves or peers'. There are people who suffer every single day in silence with scars gifted accustom to them for being distinct from the rest. This is also something I've had to embrace every moment of my life.

I'm not the most social person you'll meet. I'm typically awkward around new people, unsure of their hobbies and way of life. Mostly due to my shyness factor and still learning how to be around so many people at once. Because I have my own way of life, thought process and sometimes a lack of ability due to my own disorders. The first day I walked into kindergarten, I thought 'I'm totally gonna fit it!' However, I soon found out how wrong I was. Quickly, the other students questioned my choice of dress, not being able to read and write has well has the other students, and just how more creative I was than them.

And this only grew worse. I would try searching group to group only to be rejected every single time, and I got the feeling of isolation at the little age of seven. It would leave a major impact me, and those days still haunt me to this day. The rejection soon tried into bullying, picking on my flaws and would often get my hair pulled from behind. This triggered my hidden temper within this sweet innocent girl, and not of my attackers, the victim, was taken account.

After those years washed away, and I moved new school to new school, I never found anyone. The moment I would get close enough to someone, I was greeted with a hefty backstab. Trust issues emerged, and the pain within my wide open wound. I was lost and broken. But now, I began to let my mind wonder. To explore if I truly was alone or not.

And what I found blew my mind away.

I had discovered in just a matter of days that I wasn't the only one. I counted more and more students who have fallen to their knees just like I did.

Sometimes, these people never even realize the damage they have done. Try taking out a sheet of paper, and crumple it up, stomp on it and really mess it up, but do not rip it. Then try to unfold the paper, smooth it out and look at how scarred and dirty it was. Then tell it you're sorry. Now, even though you said you are sorry and tried to fix the paper, I want you to notice all the scars they left behind. This is caused by other people's ignorance.

I want people to know what they have done. How heartless they can be. How much we've really lost has a species. This I believe.