MY NAME IS SARA…AND I’M NOT UGLY!

ALYA

It’s been 4 weeks since we launched our anti-bullying campaign #KeepCalmAndSayGAPOEVER and we’ve been flooded by DMs from the many victims of bullying, from children to adults. You can’t imagine how heartbreaking it was for us to read all of the stories, knowing that many are suffering so much. Some of them have been bullied to such an extent that it has led to attempted suicide. One of them is a girl from Malaysia who would like to be called Sara (not her real name), and people have been poisoning her mind into thinking that she is ugly!

Sara is a victim of serious bullying. She has been bullied since her childhood for having dark skin by her friends at school, her neighbours and everyone around her. Poor Sara, she has not only been a victim of verbal bullying, she is also physically abused by her friends at school almost every day. Not only that, they also threatened her not to tell anyone. The result of all this has affected her self-confidence so much that she started wearing a mask to school. She constantly feels that she is ugly because of her dark skin so she is more comfortable hiding her face behind a mask. Recently, she attempted suicide to end her suffering…

Sara could be your daughter, your sister, your mother, your best friend or you. Or even worse, you could be the one who is bullying another Sara! And why is this all happening? Because of our sick obsession with the ‘fair is lovely, dark is ugly’ beauty standard.

If white is beautiful & black is ugly…then why did God create us in many shades & colours? Does it mean that God is unfair? ABSOLUTELY NOT! God is Al-Musawwir – The Greatest Shaper of Beauty. We are all God’s creation. Who are you to say that one person is beautiful and the other is ugly? Don’t you realise that if you are insulting somebody, you are insulting God?! That is a SIN!! How can you face God on the day of judgement when you know that you have insulted His creation? It does not matter who we are, where we come from, what shape we are or what colour skin we have, we are all equal! We should all respect and love one another so that TOGETHER WE CAN CHANGE THE WORLD…TO BE CONTINUED!

Written by,

Omar Mukhtar a.k.a. The Pawsome Lion

#TrueStory

#BullyFreeZone

#AntiBullying

#BullyingAwareness

p/s: What would you say to Sara?

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🍰 A Piece of Cake: Two Bullets 🔫

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It was mild autumn morning when the case was brought up. My assistant showed me the report of the death of Mr Tom Maguire, the local grocery store owner. He then handed me what seemed to be a suicide note. It read:

‘To my family

Buy the time you have read this letter, I will have ennded my life. You have been great, and I dreat to leeve this world. I’m sory, but I have t to do tis. There is too much deepression, too mush hate and hi want too end it all. Please forgive me. Goodpye.’

“It’s strange,” said my assistant. “Mr Maguire was a stickler for correct grammar. He always hated it when people gave him shopping lists at the store with spelling mistakes all over them.”

“That’s right.” I replied. It was very unusual.

Later on, me and my team went to interview Mr Maguire’s wife, Anna, to see if she knew anything about it. However, all we managed to get out of her was her discovery of two bullet holes in Mr Maguire’s chest (‘It must have been the two-bullet killer’ I thought), a few words of sadness and a series of very loud sobs. We went round to any other members of his family who were living nearby but nobody knew anything.

We came back late in the afternoon. I entered my office and sat behind my desk, where the letter still lay. I read through it over and over again, trying to see if the mistakes were actually clues. Then, it came to me! I quickly looked at the mistakes and wrote down the letters that were supposed to be there. I wrote the letters:

UNDERTHESHOP

I called my team straight away and we set off to the grocery store. My assistant was off ill for the rest of the day. We went down to the cellar of the store. I slowly opened the door – and found my assistant sitting at a table with a huge sea of pictures in front of him. I looked closely at one picture with a red cross on it and saw that it was Tom Maguire. His revolver was in front of him, bloody stains all over it. There were two bullets loaded inside it.

My assistant was given a thirteen year prison sentence and would have a GPS tracker wrapped around his leg. I didn’t get a new assistant, I never knew if they could be a criminal. And as for Anna Maguire, well, she disappeared without a trace.

✍🏻 A Short Story & Doodle by The Pawsome Lion 🦁