WHY. WHO. WHAT

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You black fat idiot, I don't care if I know you or not but I can see your pictures, I know you're one of them, pull that your veil off of your dumb head, go off of social media, lock yourself up and hang yourself with that veil.

Oooo my God I said as I stared at my phone amazed, great yet another stranger that thinks I don't deserve to live because I'm a black Muslim female

How would I react?, saying I was used to comments like this would be a lie. I receive messages and comments like this all the time but I still have no idea how to react

Should I cry?, sure maybe that would help relieve some emotional stress, but what would that do to stop them?

Should I reply by insulting them?, I mean that might make me feel better for a while, but then I'll end up acting like them and that's something I never ever want to do,

Should I just ignore it?, that would annoy them, but they might move on to the next victim and he or she might not be as tough as me and may end up harming themselves.

I sighed again for the 100th time, I had to get ready for class.

Well I guess I'll just delete the comment and ignore him, I'm not going to have him spoil my day, I have to be strong because that's all I can be for now...

"Oh my God, I know right, he just kept on picking on her, I guess professor London was really tired of her attitude" I said, laughed and waved my friends goodbye
"see y'all tomorrow"

My phone buzzed to indicate a new text, why are they texting me?, I literally just left them like 5 seconds ago, maybe I forgot something I said to myself as I opened my facebook messenger

So you think you can ignore me you filthy animal, you are nothing but trash and you have no right to ignore me, you are a worthless excuse for a human being, you're just a dirty pig with terrible hair Meela

Ahhh I screamed and dropped my phone, i crouched gasping for air while looking around frantically with tears flowing freely from my eyes, I got up and locked the windows and doors and then went into a fetal position

Who is he, what does he want with me, what have I done to deserve this... whatttt I screamed

Is it my fault I was born black, chubby and female, I love my religion, I give back to my community and i would never harm anyone...

I looked at myself, feeling disgusted as I began to start hating my skin color and myself, I looked and felt really disgusting.

No I screamed out loud, I was not going to do that to myself, yes I had more melanin than others, yes I wore a scarf to cover my beautiful hair, yes I am chubby but I am healthy also.

I'm not going to let someone I don't know ruin my life, I remembered what my mom used to say "sweetie this world is full of darkness but some people are made of bright colors and light and wherever they go they dispel the darkness around while others are grey in color, they are not bad, they just don't do what is right, you can choose to either be part of the darkness or be the grey inbetween-er or you can choose to be the source of light "

My mom was weird and that saying probably didn't make sense at that time, but she is right, I will not sit and let someone make me feel disgusted about myself

I choose to fight back and prevent them from doing the same to others, I replied the message by sending back my moms quote and reporting the account

I smiled to myself and said  "1 down and thousands more to go", I decided to change my major to psychology and I chose to speak out against bullying and I will continue to speak out against bullying from this day on.

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Cyberbullying is a terrible act that leads to so many awful things, I would never wish that upon my worst enemy (I don't think I have enemies though), enough is enough, it's time to take a stand against those sad, lonely cowards who sit behind their computers all day bullying others just because they find their strength from being faceless and take pleasure in the sadness of others, join me to take a stand against bullying by tweeting with the hashtag #iamagainstcybabullying

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