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The tragic story of Cassidy Trevan

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Melbourne resident Cassidy Trevan was well acquainted with the experience of being subjected to both psychological and physical bullying.

For quite some time, she had been the target of bullying. The harassment was primarily psychological in nature, though it had escalated to physical a few times.

She was subjected to awful name-calling and was assaulted both in school and online. Even her family’s residence was subject to vandalism.

It deteriorated to the point where she was unable to attend school anymore. It was simply excessive. Things didn’t improve, despite conversations with the bullies.

With a whole term away from school and some support, she felt prepared to attempt school again. To acclimate herself to it, she began with two days per week.

The girls who had mistreated her expressed regret. They even wanted to be her friends now. They inquired whether she was interested in going to a festival with them.

Her exclusion had lasted so long that, despite the girls’ previous unkindness toward her, her need for friends outweighed that factor.

Yeah I’m a weirdo. 💋😘😍 no judgy 😷🙊✌️

Posted by Cassidy Trevan on Friday, October 23, 2015

Cassidy was unaware that the girls had devised a plan that was more outrageous than anyone could conceive.

The girls brought Cassidy to a nearby house where they had set up for two older men to sexually assault her.

The girls waited outside as the boys took turns assaulting Cassidy. Her age was 13.

The incident was reported to the police by Cassidy, but due to insufficient evidence, the case was unfortunately dropped. Everyone involved was set free.

Linda, Cassidy’s mother, moved her to another school and they relocated as well, but the bullies always managed to reach her. They assaulted her in stores and even phoned her mother, requesting to speak with her.

Despite Linda’s efforts, she had to watch her daughter decline. In the end, Cassidy struggled to get out of bed in the morning.

She committed suicide in December 2015.

Linda discovered a letter that Cassidy had penned after her suicide. An epistle that all should take a look at. An epistle to everyone who engages in bullying. A letter addressed to all those who have experienced bullying.

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