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This is my entry for the AOTW#13 Anti-Bullying movement contest organized by fav.me/d78q320
When I stumbled upon this contest's subject, it gave me so much inspiration that I immediately had all the panels being painted in my head - something exceptional since usually, inspiration runs away from me. I guess it happened because I have some personal experience with bullying, so the subject kind of tugged at my heartstrings. Anyways, I thank Brandon (who is the founder of the group) from the bottom of my heart for organizing these contests about such sensitive subjects. I think it's a really great and generous initiative which, I hope, will be echoed widely in the dA community.
This is my first flash comic ever and even though it was difficult to put it together , I didn't die during the process. Something to celebrate!
Panels drawn in Paint Tool SAI, blur and texts added in Photoshop, SWF file put together in Adobe Flash CS3.
I made a journal to thank Lunatic-Nemesis and everyone who faved, commented, watched or sent gifts to me : fav.me/d7cls7e
EDIT : Lot of people said I made that deviation only to hit close to home and thus, to gain popularity. It's NOT true : please remember that I made it for a small contest. I NEVER expected this would be suggested as a DD, I did NOT wanted it to be widespread. It's crappy, poorly done, I made it in a rush and wouldn't even call this "art".
Then, for people saying the comic is overdramatic an unbelievable because I went too far in the situations, for example, with the "knife under the throat" : that scene DID happen to me at school, and I had to go to justice for that. So please, don't say such a thing could never happen.
And now, for people saying the girl is to pretty to be bullied : since when only unattractive people get harassed ? And you know, beauty is a subjective thing : some people will find you good-looking, and some others will think you're ugly as hell and thus, might be bullying you. The girl in the comic is not supposed to look pretty at all, just average. The problem comes from the semi-realism style.
EDIT 2 : I know it kinda looks like Yuumei's work. It's because I had to stick to her Flash Comic template, due to the lack of time since it was a contest with a deadline, and also because Adobe Flash was a real pain to use. I wanted to do it otherwise but couldn't. Then, Yuumei and I appear to have semi-realistic anime styles, so they look similar; the reason could be that both of us were highly influenced by Takeshi Obata's style. But let me clear that once and for all : I am NOT trying to mimic her. I am NOT taking my inspiration from her neither.
Some words about the submission's message itself:
First, the main character may be a girl, but I tried to keep the text gender-neutral enough (except for the parts dealing with appearance) to apply to boys as well, so they can relate too.
Then, I know that not all bullied children become what I call "broken adults". Thanks God, many of them manage to find inner strength as well as support from their families or friends, and eventually succeed in getting out of this crap without lasting scars.
But I did this as a tribute, not only to all victims in general (from school scapegoats to those who are being harassed at home or at work), but also and above all for victims who, even once they've grown, simply can't heal their pains and remain consumed by their fears, affected by traumas (what I called "cracks"), and end up with mental illnesses which might last for years. Hence the title, "Broken Adults". Because some of them simply never heal.
So please, don't tell me things like "Yeah u suffered a lot but u can move on by thinking about how life's beautiful and how ur loved by ur family and friends (^.^)". Yes, I know that support from people who appreciate you is a precious help in the healing process when you've been bullied for years. But what about people who don't have a family anymore (because their relatives rejected them or passed away) and can't managed to get any friends even with the greatest effort and lots of kindness? Don't tell me it is impossible to be utterly alone : it IS possible, and I personally know a few examples. And for former victims who are alone and thus, lack love and support even in their adult life, moving on is often nearly impossible and they may drown in self-hatred, depression and suicidal tendencies.
Indeed... How can you enjoy living, when you loathe yourself and are still haunted by your past - when that past is nothing more than a collection of depressing, even traumatizing memories? How can you enjoy living when, having been torn apart, you can't even be comforted by your family or friends since everyone is shunning you? How can you enjoy living with solitude for only company?
I think people don't take enough into consideration the harm bullying can do in the long run. Many persons seem to think that once you become adult, you just have to move on and be happy all of a sudden. But the consequences of a tormented past do not clear with a mere snap of the fingers. You cannot DECIDE to forget everything and start over, it's not that easy : it's a constant struggle that some victims may never win.
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Thanks for making this, so we can share it
my life in a nutshell lol
I pray this will help through others
I honestly don't know why they called you fatty. If they themselves were obese.
You are right about the thing, that it can be difficult to just move on and you don't always have support from your family.
When I was bullied in school, I felt totally alone, even when I had one friend (not going to the same school as I). I had the feeling that my parents never understood my problems during school.
Now that I am a few years past school I look back and in a very strange way I am even thankfull for beeing hatet, as strange as it sound.
Why? Because of all this hate 1. I started to love the theater group I was in even more (whre I was not bullied, because these people were cool)
2. I started to make up storys for pictures I drew.
3. I started to write (very sad) poems
4. and in the end the most important for me: I started to write a whole story.
I would have never done these things, never become the person who I am now, if I had become one of the people who are bulliing.
Les enfants peuvent être terriblement cruels. Et malheureusement les conséquences en sont parfois indélébiles.
Your "words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence".
Thank you, beautiful work
Thank you and regards from Spain!
I've created this account because of this message
A Part of this happened to me when i was child, it is really so sensitive and make child fells too sad and lonely, usually hard person of stone heart like to hurt the feeling of the sensitive persons, a kind self problems, now I have no close friends, reasons is because cannot trust on anyone , furthermore when I think a person is a close friend I discover that is not true , no one same of my thinking and emotionally, no one deserves to be my close friend, they all are selfish and no one can pay live for the benefit of other as scarification , even less than that, Oh~~ I have no close friend till the moments because all are materialistic peoples.
I can't understand how some people think that bullying can be a ''joke''. It's true that, these days, some people REALLY exaggerate some things, but mostly, many people are bullied every single day, with no one to talk about it. The innocent joke's intensity varies from person to person, you can't say that bullying is not a serious problem just because you don't practice or suffer it.
Your artwork is amazing, and I find really admirable that you're using it to spread awareness. Keep up with the good work! ~chu~
They also do not think that they are not the only one.
"I said it juste once!"
But when you are not the only one to hit the door, one day, it will be broke. And you do not even know why.
"I act like the others!" That is not even an excuse. More people follow this kind of feeling, the more the children get broke.
"I dunno even see that made so much pain!"
Some people are juste blind. They made some things, then forget it. It's like a game where you hit the cat tail: it hurt for the moment, but some times after, you forget it. And the silent cat do not.
Human is afraid of the difference, basically. They group beteween them on burry the others, the "not like others".
They are afraid of what they don't know, and prefer to reject it than undertand it.
But there are some people. They shine like the moon at night, they are the real friends. They accept you for you, and not what you looked.
I'm a Broken Child. I was lost, and had no real friends before 14 yo. All the friend I thought have where some scrounger. I hear them saying that they just want to have one more gift, with me as friend.
On middle-shool, there was a gril, with the same name as me. I was envious. She was pretty, and have a great group of friends. She was a reference for every class: gentle and kind, beautifull and always "in".
On day, we go for a scool trip. We were housing by inhabitants, and so, the class splitt in groups, two people for one group.
She asked to be with me. And everyone said that she was so gentle to accept to be far from friends, to have pitty for me.
For the moment, I just feel like an abandonned dog that found someone. Not someone that would love me and feed me, but someone who juste deserve to not kisck my ass.
But... When we were alone together... She says that she admire me.
She admire me for beeing myself. For not changing, event all I take. To be so bravery, in front of them.
She blame herself to not have this courage. She admit to HATE his friends. But also to be too much a coward to support to be alone.
She hate the "in" stuff, that change every week. She hates make up, hates those stupid discussion with the others, she hates to see them burry me for beeing proud of myself. For beeing me.
From this time, I unconsciously understood something.
There are some leader, and many follower. And the followers are afraid. Affraid to be alone, to be burried on their turn, affraid of the other sight.
And leaders need some wekness people to burry, to show their power. To stay leaders.
Forgot leader. Open your hand to followers, they are not different from you, inside. They are afraid, and wear a mask to protect.
Search the orther Broken people. Together, you can product a great light. Event more white than this grey-light, made by those stupid leader.
You have the power to grow up, to understand the fear. Quickly you go other your fear and lonelyness, quickly you found the real people.
If you are a Broken children, know that adult and professor could understand you because they generally do not stop to the look like.
It's their job to see your abilities and weakness. It's their job to help you.
Sorry for the long post, Purr. I do not say all this for you, in fact. I just had to said it, somewhere.
Personally though I think the anti-bullying modern movement is just New World Order frogwash out to turn everyone into weakling victims still bullied.
Also likely sponsored by the ADL that's anti-Free speech, except their own, calling any speech they don't like "Hate speech" and this is a good shoe-horn in. One man's opinion.
Frankly, it was the so-called 'authority' figures that helped the bullies who hurt me as a child.
As a kid when I got bullied I just fought back 10 times harder. Didn't care about knives even. And I ripped webbing from the thumb and finger and out fought even semi-retarded 18 year old in jr high oversized bullies.
Problem was, they went crying to the teacher saying I was the aggressor. Someone who is out to do injury to another will certainly lie to manipulate authority. And worse than a biased or sympathetic to bullies teacher is the "Fair and balanced" one that takes both sides of the story, the liar and his victim he's slandered who can't really defend against exxagerated lies with a seed of truth.