Ding.Ding.Ding.Ding.I hear it.All the time.On the bus.In the house.In town.Ding.Ding.Ding.Its all I hear.Ding.Ding.Ding.Its everywhere.You can't escape.Ding.Ding.Ding.Flappy bird will get you whether you like it or not.Ding.Ding.Ding.Splat.
StrandedI was here from the beginning.Well, the beginning of herI was labelled as ‘non-existent’ just a figure of her imagination an imaginary friend by her relatives. When I ask her to tell them I do exist and that I’m right here, only a few listen and out of those few people there are none that actually believe. She is my life, the only thing I have. It’s a common occurrence to see us sitting at the back of the of the class being ignored or just being called weird and abnormal. There’s always an advantage though, we’re not physically being bullied only verbally with words that cause just about as much as a paper cut. That’s all it is, thousands of paper cuts all around our body dripping out blood and the tears leaking from our eyes glide down the soft pale skin just to reach the floor and join the puddle of the mixed liquids that has formed at our feet. The salty liquid stung as it traced over cuts that had formed during the years of o