NAKED SCARS 2

Naked scars 2

As soon as she steps into the bus, she hears the snickers and shouts from her mates but she is used to them so she quietly sits at her usual space, alone. After that came the stares from everyone. That felt soooo! I mean, if people keep staring at me like that, I wouldn’t appreciate it very much. She sat still and was sweating. She wore a long turtle neck sweater in order to cover up the scars she had created last night.

She wanted love; she wanted to go through a day without being judged.

She wanted to feel accepted but that day was worse as she not only felt d wounds of the words she heard, the cuts were really hurting. She was tired of being strong. 60 stones would have broken her bones less.

Most times, we judge people even before we know them. We sit and hate people from a distance oblivious of what’s going on in their personal lives. Most people fight more battles than we see. People build up walls so we don’t see what’s on the other side. But if we can blow trumpets round their hearts for seven times or less, we can bring those walls down (using the illustration of the walls of Jericho). Be a friend to someone.

Remove the spirit of Judy and quite judging because you don’t know whose life you are taking or adding to today with your words.