|Stop the Hate!
Author: the clockwork gallery PM
Stop the hate. Stop flaming. Stop hating. Stop BULLYING. We are all human. All humans are created equal. No one has a right to constantly bash another one's feelings. Think before you click. Think before you post. Most importantly though, every single human, no matter what race, what religion, what gender, what opinions, they are all have feelings. A story against cyber-bullying.Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy - Words: 493 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 1 - Published: 07-31-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3046475
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This is rated T for language. Okay, it's Ray speaking here. I was talking to people from FanFiction, and they told me they were constantly flamed. It infuriated me that people bash another one's feelings just because they do not agree on one thing about a story or ship or whatever. So, I wrote this story. I posted this on FanFiction as well as it works there. Go ahead and flame. I don't care. Because that just proves you are a bully. Cyber-bullying was put on the world issues list some years ago because of you guys. And world issues list means the list with issues like the economy, the pollution, and of course, SOPA. So think before you click or post. I said I didn't care about flames. So if you're going like, Wow! I thought she said she didn't care about flames. And now she's bitching about it. What a hypocrite! I'm not speaking against flamers. I'm speaking up against HATE. And cyber-bullying. Thank you very much. Now here's the short story or prompt.
Stop the Hate:
To this day, people still dance on her grave. They throw banana peels, they throw their harsh words, and they throw broken bottles…at that little girl's grave.
Over the course of time, they stopped.
People still remember her though…
The day she committed suicide. It was those damn bullies online. They yelled at her, saying she was a bitch. They said she was had no use in this world because she liked that specific couple together. They said she had no place in the world, that she will never get anywhere in life. But is that really true? She had a nice and bright future all ahead of her, but those bullies stamped out her fire – made her weak.
Hear that? Does that sound familiar to anybody here?
Even her friends told her she was no good, she was never going to get anywhere in life. But, reader is that really true? They yelled at her for shipping two people from her story together, and is that really fair? People have different opinions, reader. They–
Hear that? There it is again…
That's her – in her grave. She silently weeps to this day because she thinks no one in life would like her.
Ever. Stop the hate. Stop bullying.
Now go back and read the first letter of every paragraph, including the title, but excluding the AN.
Do not say this is irrelevant to FictionPress. Every BIT of it is relevant. People flame, over and over. And slowly, people grow weaker. This is not a fairytale. This is a short story for everyone who's ever been flamed, no matter what age, what religion, what gender, what opinions, what race they are. We are all human. We are all created equal. And most of all, we have feelings.