Journaling reads:
I have no pictures of my scars. My emotional scars run deep,
deeper than I realized before
reflecting upon this page. Imagine living in fear of going to school, every day,
Every miserable day, for five years.
Imagine having your books
thrown to the floor, your locker
slammed on your hands and arms,
your shoes kicked off your feet
by someone stepping on the backs.
Imagine being virtuous and no one believing you
because of disgusting lies spread indiscriminately,
having a very bad reputation and not deserving it.
Every miserable day.
Imagine your heart beating faster, in fear,
hearing her voice down the hall
because you knew that she was going to say something nasty
or do something physical to hurt you.
Imagine having your senior photos
completely destroyed,
the tears that ran hotly almost
Every miserable day.
Imagine no one believing you or listening to you.
Imagine learning to just keep quiet because it doesn’t matter anyway, right?
It’s just high school.
Girls will be girls, right?
Credits:
Bree Clarkson's Launch Pad 1 from Inspired by Yvette Collection (flipped and modified)
Dani Mogstad's Family Roots kit
Font: DJB Rita2
