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• Scrieți in jumătate/o pagină povestea unui copil hărțuit la școală. (În engleză)


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Answer 1

Hurt. Pain. Deep Seeded Resentment. Self-loathing. Bullies are the lowest type of people in society. Mainly because they go out of their way to inflict psychological and physical pain to feed their egos or make themselves feel better than the ugly interiors they already carry. They often lash out at those they deem are weaker than them because they can’t stand to see others happy; they have to bring others down with them. It never quite leaves, When you sit down drinking your coffee on a chilly Sunday, looking back at your childhood memories. They become tainted with the thoughts of being bullied and shunned. There once was a girl. Her name was Gina. She was in school with me. She had long black hair that she wore proudly on her back, she had big black eyes, she was slender and thin as a Black Widow spider. She was beautiful on the outside. Little did I know, her inside did not reflect her outer beauty; her ugly personality had ruined her outer beauty. She told me,"You're so fat, the pavement cracks when you fall down.” Ginas cold hearted and ruthless actions had me in a bit of a shock. Her words had me paralyzed, like a burning star that had fallen from the sky and shot me down into the ground. I felt the kind of rage that infected my soul and spread like a disease. The anger instilled in my heart by Gina's words left shreds of hatred and self loathing within the corners of my once beautifully bright soul. I felt like I wanted to die inside. The trauma felt like the kind of soul crushing death that leaves you with empty voids and scars so deep, that you can't quite fully recover from them. It was not a natural death it was the kind of death that leaves you questioning your self worth; you feel as if you were truly....nothing. All the anger and pain turned into a self-destruction of my own mind. The kind of self destruction that can’t be fixed or cured, where you convince yourself that the actual pavement has more sense and more worth than you ever will. And I started to hate everything about me, started to realize how invaluable I was to society and the people around me. She poisoned my mind and her malicious intentions had done it's damage. She polluted my once joyful heart with her darkness. The darkness surrounding the corners of my mind so black with venomous negativity, that it suffocated me. My mind became a very dark forest filled with deadly psychological traps you could lose yourself in; and I fell in each and every one. I wanted to pick myself up and move on, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t let go of all the pain and embarrassement. I couldn't let go of the burning anger that seemed to come from the pits of my own inner hell. I couldn't let go of the seething hatred that blinded my heart and my sentiments. So I decided to embrace the darkness. The fiery purgatory that had consumed my heart and mind. Even now, I still think of that time long past. I can still feel her venomous, malicious words she instilled in me...like an open wound that refuses to heal. Until...as of late. My good friends have shown me that nothing is ever permanent in life, not even bad things; bad experiences. The light at the end of a long,dark tunnel. Good memories with good people can save your life.