The only light in the room is the painful glare of a computer screen. With this light it is possible to make out a few things, that the computer is on a desk, there are school books placed beside it ready for the next morning, and the Cyberbully sits at the desk. In the corner of the screen, the computer states that it is 2:03 am. Doesn't it have school tomorrow? Despite the light being so close, it is almost impossible to make out the Cyberbully. It is wearing a coat of darkness, therefore it is difficult to pinpoint the traits of it. But it's hand is visible, clutching to the mouse in a familiar way. The hand is young with naturally soft and innocent skin, it is warming and inviting, yet it clicks the mouse from time to time in an abrupt and cold manner. Who's have known?
The coat of darkness that the Cyberbully wears has a hood that completely covers it's eyes, but every now and then it's hand will reach up and rubb it's eyes. Those eyes must be so stiff and dry from staring at that glare for so long. Perhaps this is what makes it blind, blind to it's ignorance and cruelty.
The mouth of the Cyberbully frowns deeply as it observes the web page on the computer screen. Casually, it takes it's right hand off the mouse, reaches for a cigarette packet, the draws out a cugarette, lights it, and smokes. All these movements are done with the ease of someone who is familiar to them. The innocent young hand and the cigarette juxtapose each other, and you begin to wonder how the two are allowed to be together. Surely it is breaking some form of natural law?
"Act like the innocent flower but be the serpent under it" The Cyberbully often thought. Surprised it knows Shakespeare? Well maybe it didn't quite get the meaning, because rather than being disgusted by Lady Macbeth, it took her advice. What we see now is only available to see at night. The rest of the time it is in disguise, maybe it's that really friendly new girl in art class, maybe it's that funny guy who sits next to you in chemistry. Who knows.
The website that it has been observing for quite some time now is an anti-cyberbullying site. It uses bright colours, bold letters, and irritating stop signs. How annoying, thought the Cyberbully. The owner of the website had posted videos, giving support to the victims.
"They're pathetic" he says.
How dare he.
And suddenly all the hatred and anguish which had been bottled up inside started pouring out and fell into the screen. The Cyberbully unleashed it's full potential.
In the corner of it's eye, the Cyberbully could see the shadow of someone swinging from a rope. It did not care.
I didn't do this, it's social networking.
Do guns kill people? Or do people kill people?
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