I was looking some scratches I had today because I didn't know where I got them from. But I didn't care. "Oh well, they'll heal," I remember saying. That got me thinking about a task a class of mine did with a teacher. The class was given a piece of paper and we had to scrunch the paper as tight as we could, and then we rubbed it in the dirt. We came back inside and sat down and the teacher asked us to return the paper the way it was given to us. No matter how hard we tried, no one could get the paper looking clean, crisp and white. The teacher then explained how the paper is like someone that has been bullied. I have remembered this and I have made sure I have never bullied anyone because I never want to see anyone this way. As I was looking at my scratches I remembered that they would heal and everything would return to normal and I would have clean, crisp, white skin, unlike the mistreated paper. I began to think, "Surely, if our body can heal and regenerate, then, surely, our brains can too." We can be healed because we are living organisms, unlike the piece of paper. That is what is so remarkable about being a living human being, no matter how many times you are knocked down, physically and mentally, you will be able to get back up. You might need a little help and that's okay, but I promise, with the right resources, you, as a living human being, will be able to heal. You might have scars but they won't hurt as much as they did when they were fresh wounds. Time can heal anything.
janainaart
kianamaiart
