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This 10 Year Old Girl Was Beaten To Death In School

A fifth grade girl in South Carolina passed away this morning as a result of injuries she sustained in a Monday fight at her elementary school.

RaNiya Wright was a student at Forest Hills Elementary School in Colleton County, South Carolina. According to reports, her injuries were so serious that she had to be airlifted to the hospital for treatment.

The news of her passing was confirmed by several people close to the situation, numerous journalists as well as RaNiya's school.



Not only is this a heartbreaking story of a life taken far too soon, but it's also a stark reminder of the bullying epidemic taking place in our schools and the lives of our children...and this isn't a new thing.

Bullying has been in our schools since schools first existed."Kids can be mean" didn't become a saying for no reason, but sometimes just being mean can escalate into even more dangerous behavior.

I was picked on in school, but thankfully, I was never beaten. I never had to go home and explain why I was bloody or my clothes were torn or I didn't each lunch that day.

I did have to explain why I was crying or why I went from an outgoing kid to quiet and shy. Why I no longer invited my best friend over or why I was no longer invited to her house (she was one of my bullies).

Bullying is not a new thing, but it can be an old thing if we can continue to talk to our children about how to treat others and how they should expect to be treated.

Thankfully, my parents were there for me, but not every child has that at home. If you have a child in your life, whether you suspect bullying or not, talk to them about it. Chances are, they may be witnessing bullying in some fashion in their own school, even if they aren't directly involved.

See something, say something,

Carly



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