Fandomacc wrote this short but powerful piece that I'm sure most people can relate to in some ways.

Author's Note: Warning: Could be emotionally triggering for someone.

I run. Simple. Run. Because that's all there is left to do. Run. One simple motion that people hate, people love, people release stress with. Run.

From what? What... Life. Because life gets too hard.

Words. Simple words that every human speaks everyday. Some in different languages, some speedy, some slowly and some with their hands. But we all do it. And some hurt. Some seem so small, but the after mass is so big, no one expects it: the heartbreak, the pain.

I didn't. Just a normal teenager in a normal school living a normal life. But why with the words? Why do people feel the need to destroy other's lives for their entertainment? When did that become right?

But it's always been right..hasn't it? Some people have always thought of themselves as higher than others because of certain things they have that others don't.

And the slaps...the abuse. What have I done to deserve that? But I know. I know what's 'wrong' with me.

Me... I lack the religion. The skin colour. I'm not accepted by these so called 'perfections' because of my rights. My human rights.

And now look at me, stood at the edge of a cliff. The wind lashing my face, but that's the only pain that feels right.

The stones cutting my feet, but that's the only relief I have.

And now, I will have forever. For ever to sleep. To relax. To stay away from the words. Words that cause so much pain to so many people.

Now... I can be free.