To think, the respect I had finally achieved for the two I distaste, it was lost in that four minute conversation. To think I had believed she was above the fray, but the truth is that she was swept up with the crowd. She openly spoke of getting drunk at a party and began verbally fighting with another girl. Him? He was already in the makes of being a bully, but now; Now he has proof of being THAT guy. A douche. He had become the definition. He laughs at others torment. He steals indiscriminately. He cuts school just because he can. The worst part of their lives is that no one stops them. They are encouraged. I wonder why. Why do schools chase after false claims of power hungry workers who try to take out their suffering by taking kids out of good homes, whereas they should be looking and correcting the situations of those truly in need? That is the question of this generation. A question no one wants to answer. This passage most likely will not be seen. That is the misfortune. To that boy who speaks to these two, i feel sad for. Your future is bright with your knack for track. Why do you feel you must please them? And I? I am a girl bound not to judge but trapped to the dark habit that binds my wrists as my voice sentence my death as the eyes of my peers stare with cold eyes as I say the final word that silences the world.
"To feel clean is to ignore life's consequences."
-Elisa Drakenhouser
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