He/she told some girl that she should go kill herself. 

Yeah. You read that right. 

I cannot believe that. Why are people so horrible? It isn’t fair. And yes, I know. Life isn’t fair. But that’s just cruel. It’s obvious that this girl is struggling with depression. She doesn’t deserve to see those hurtful words from some cruel stranger. How dare they. Who does that? It’s one thing to hate someone you know. Someone that maybe has made your life horrible. But you can never say,

You should go kill yourself. I would better off without you. The world would be better off without you.

How can someone be that rude? It just doesn’t make sense to me. Like, who does that? 

So many people are struggling. You don’t know what I’m going through. I don’t know what you’re going through. We have no right to judge each others’ hardships. Nor our thoughts and feelings about life. No one has the right to tell someone to get over it, or even worse, if they’re that unhappy and depressed, telling them to go kill themselves. 

Maybe I care too much. Maybe I shouldn’t care that strangers I don’t know are being mean to other people I don’t know. I can’t help it. Seeing people be that mean just upsets me so much. I could never be that mean to anyone. No matter how much I hated them. I would never do that.

Why can’t we all just know the right thing to do, and do it? I don’t even care if my way of doing things isn’t exactly the right way. If I knew how to help, I would do it. I have done it. I wish more people would do it. I wish we would all care about what happened to each other. 

To the world you, may be one person. To one person, you may be the world.

As cliché as that is, it’s true. What if that girl did kill herself? I pray she doesn’t. But if she did, people would care. Her family. Her friends. Me. Yeah, I would care. And I do. 

I care.