Bullies are one of teens' worst fears. The pressure from Bullies to be "perfect"
some times can be over whelming. Slowly helping the hands of insanity to
grab a tight hold on the victim's strangling hope that once shown threw youths eyes then die out. I remember a  few years ago a beautiful girl named Skylar started at my
school but not everyone saw her beauty. Skylar and I became friends and I loved every
single second with her. The smell of her berry perfume and look of her beautiful
chocolate hair are still vivid in my mind. We were inseperatable--well, utill she snapped.
I knew she was bullied and that she had a hard time coping but I tryed my best to comfort her as
well and I could. Students slowly went missing, but not the nice ones. Just the bullies.
Weeks after their disapearance they would be found in what we now call the hanging tree
with their eyes missing and the letter S carved into there backs.
I became worried about my love; she became distant and thin.She grew a stutter and begain carving words
into her arms legs and anywhere the average joe couldn't see.
Soon, more and more went missing and the weirder Skylar got. Speaking in tongues that I would never understand.
One evening, I took her on a date--well, I was suposed to--but she was taking forever. I mean, I know girls take a long time, but still.
I went to her room to find no one, so I searched no one in the bathroom or guest room so I walked torward a door I've never opened and heard soft sobs.
I wiggled the nob but it wouldnt open, so I slammed my self into the door it flew open and the look on her face was pure terror.
She was covered in blood with a knife in her hand. I looked behind her to see a couple in their mid thirties dead.
I slowly walked to her and she backed away till she hit the wall.
I reached toward her and wrapped my arms around her in a attempt to calm her, but to only to reseve a sharp pain in the lower back sending me to the floor.
I layed there unable to move next to what I took was her parents. Thats when I heard her say, "Goodnight, my love. The pain will go away".
Soon, I fell into a sleep--not a normal sleep, but almost like a death. When I woke I was in a hospital.
After a few hours, a cop came in. There were no signs of Skylar. She had disappeared. At that moment, I knew I'd never see her again, but in the
back of my head I know she's there. Sometimes, I swear I see her in my window or in the tree line.
Even though Skylar is missing, people still go missing, and I sometimes hear her in my head:
"Zavier, you know  what to do." Since she has left, the bullies has been worse. They have targetted me.
Now sometimes I wonder if I'll be next to snap.