Muted Laughter
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G R E E C E
16 years old
Since high school, not a single person has stood up for me against this group of bullies.
When I was extensively ridiculed and laughed at in high school, nobody really stuck up for me.
Always, it was just me against them—all by myself.
Throughout my entire time in high school, I frequently wondered why no one ever came to help me or asked me if I was okay. This led me to consider possible explanations, such as fear or a feeling of social pressure that they do not want to be the ones
