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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Social Media (12/01/11)

TITLE: Are You Hot? Or Are You Sooo Not?
By V. Joy Ocasio
12/14/11


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I logged onto my Facebook profile. Time for today’s slams to begin.


“Hi everyone! It’s time for Pearl’s list of who’s hot and who’s so not. So without further ado, who’s hot!!!!!!
Travis Martin. SOOOOO HOT!!!!!
Lindsey Marshall. You got it going on girl!!!!
Lilly Sully. S. M. O. K. I. N. G.
James Clayton. Oh, be still my heart!!!!


Now, who is sooo not!
Tanya Marshall. How can two sisters be so different???
Jeremy Ryan. Shower once in awhile. It might help.
Toby I-look-like-a-stoner McKay. ‘Nuff said.
Jaymie Reynolds. It’s nice to know that there are some things that will never change. You, Jaymie, will ALWAYS be a who’s not.


This is Pearl, the hottest of them all, telling you who’s hot. And who’s not.”


I watched in satisfaction as people started to like the post and comment on it. I would always sit for ten to twenty minutes just reading the comments and arguments that would start about who’s hot and who’s not. Today was no different. The social media site is where I got to speak my mind, and the best part about it was that everyone listened to me! Like I was some kind of authority on the matter. The whole thing had started as a joke. Now it was so much more for me and for everyone…


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I logged onto Facebook. Time for today’s slams to begin.


I hoped, I always hoped, that maybe today would be different. That maybe the heinous Pearl Miller would leave me the crap alone! But it was like my very presence on earth disturbed her delicate, fashion-minded psyche. Ever since she had started the Facebook posts, everyone at school decided that I was the target for their dart-like comments. The girls would say things like, “I bet Jaymie is really a confused guy dressed up as a girl.” The guys would spend the day trying to convince me to take off my clothes, because then I’d really be able to prove that I was hot.


High school was a world where the devil came out in every teen’s comments.


It didn’t matter anymore. Today, it would end. For good.


It didn’t surprise me when I read Pearl’s post about me. Not anymore. I wasn’t immune to her poisonous words; I was not numb to them, or even use to them. I just knew that soon she would eat her words.


No more games.


I logged off of Facebook. I felt the corners of my mouth lift up and realized I was smiling. It had been so long…


Time to end this.


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I logged onto Facebook. Time for today’s slams to begin.


Normally, I would do my post before scrolling through the news feed; today I had about thirty notifications. I never have that many notifications. But it seems like something I should check out.


I start reading the most recent notifications. They don’t make any sense to me. All my friends are saying, “It’s all your fault, Pearl.”


I’m so lost.


I get to one of the oldest notifications. The words stop me cold.


“Jaymie wouldn’t have killed herself if you didn’t pick on her so much. Her suicide note even said that. It’s your fault she’s dead.”


What?!


It couldn’t be true!


But it was true. And it seemed like everyone was determined to tell me that. Again and again.


“Oh, God, what have I done?” I moan. I couldn’t stop the sobs that charged out of my throat, past my lips, into the open air. I HAD done this. Me. It was my fault.


“God, please forgive me. Give me another chance. It’s all my fault.” I cried.


I wouldn’t get a second chance to make this right.


All my friends, they had abandoned me.


God was all I had left now.


“God, I’m so, so sorry.” I whispered.


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CD Swanson 12/15/11
I have read quite a few of the "cyber bullying" entries and they are all worthy of attention, and denote what is going on today.

A very sad story that could be anyone's child or friend...Something to pause and give reflection to-I pray that this will somehow be stopped legally.

Thank you for this sobering read, well written-good job.
God Bless~
Linda Goergen12/15/11
Wow, very well done. What a powerful picture your story paints of an all too often occuring truth. Great job on this.
Martha Black12/19/11
This is a very painful read! The possibility of it being true is just to intense to read this casually and then pass by. God can forgive anything, but He doesn't always erase the consequences. King David in the Bible is a classic example. Parents and the schools need to constantly address this issue, for both the aggresser and their object.
Good, deep-feeling story!
CD Swanson 12/29/11
I really enjoyed this entry. Congratulations on an excellent piece. Nicely done. God Bless~
harvestgal Ndaguba12/30/11
Wow Awesome story. Point well made. I loved it.