Star Realizes She Is Not Alone

Later, Alcia informs Janeway that they have found Tuvok's crashed shuttle on the moon, which they consider sacred ground. She orders Janeway to remove her surviving crewmember immediately.

The next morning, Tuvok discovers that Elani and Corin have vanished. In a nearby cave, he finds their clothes, but not the children. During a break in the atmospheric turbulence, Tuvok manages to send a brief message to Voyager.

Janeway and Paris take a shuttlecraft to rescue the Vulcan , but they're pursued by a Drayan vehicle whose occupants don't want the shuttle to sully the sacred site. Tuvok refuses to let the Drayans take the child, but he is stunned when Alcia reveals that Tressa is actually 96 years old. Among the Drayan, the aging process is reversed, and Tressa wasn't brought there to be killed, but to die a natural death.

With Alcia's permission, Tuvok stays with Tressa to comfort her in her final moments. No matter how many years have passed, several other stars have and continue to comment on their time with Disney. Check out what they had to say below:. Demi Lovato has been one of the most talkative Disney alum to voice her opinion about leaving the channel. Demi Lovato's Best Looks. Nick Jonas is a little less outspoken than his pal, Demi. If you want to talk about that graduating class of , I'm really proud—it's a really good group," Nick told Entertainment Weekly in May.

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It was hard and it was a struggle, but then again life is always a struggle. Luckily, she overcame that obstacle and has moved forward. It's a whole new chapter! Hilary Duff Through the Years. I grew up in the spotlight and on tour and with everyone just knowing me and knowing me a certain way," she revealed.

I was like, 'I'm done. I don't enjoy this anymore.

I'm not who I wanna be. I got the most intense training," she said in an interview in When I was on Disney, the thing that gave me the most anxiety was not knowing what to do with myself when Disney wasn't there to carry me anymore," she admitted. I had an outlet and a source for happiness. I found friends who loved me for me. I am in a place where my life is on track and I have future full of a bright light of hope and love. I believe life is a beauty and even though I am in a better place than the state of depression I was in before, I do nott feel satisfactory when I hear stories, and see people get bullied for being someone that is not a specific way.

The human race has gone so far in the past 50 years, but until people are accepted for being themselves. I will not quite to be a better person. A life without judgment is what I stride to accomplish. The world can be better, but it will take all of us. I stand for Human Rights. I am Sethaniel and I matter, and so do you. When its hard to be you. Think about what it means to feel all alone, to believe that no one cares, to think that there is no way to change what is happening.

Imagine how all that can be different. Imagine during those times when you feel broken, that someone is there for you. Consider how simple it is to tell someone that you care, that they matter, that they are not alone. The support is meaningful. It can take someone from feeling hopeless to feeling valued and respected. But Jacob had a much bigger plan in mind.

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Jacob gathered a group of students at his high school in Delaware who were all passionate about bullying prevention and set about creating a community-wide Unity Day event. Read more of Jacob's story. The first time I can remember being bullied, was during grade school and I had recently moved. It was a couple months into the school year and it first dawned on me that I was being bullied, because we had the first bullying prevention seminar at my school.

I then thought back to that very morning on the bus when I sat down in my seat, and at the next stop was pulled out of it, thrown on the floor, and laughed at. I thought that it was just some minor horseplay and that what was happening was just fun between classmates.

I believed this wholeheartedly because I was never taught any different. I was told what bullying was and how if you see it you are supposed to tell a teacher. So when I got out of my seat to tell a teacher, I was yelled at to sit back down. I tried and tried to tell the teacher but she just got more and more annoyed. Eventually, I stopped trying to tell people and just sat down.

To this day, I still look back at that moment and think, what if that teacher had listened, what if I had kept trying instead of sitting down, what if life as I know it now could have changed because one moment would have changed the course of my history, and all it was, was me listening to what I had always been taught to do. So I let the harassment continue.

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After a short time it progressed rapidly. Every day from start to finish I was being bullied. From the time I stepped on the bus to the time I got off it at the end of the day. The worst part was I never told my mom.

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I felt like she was going to treat me the same way my teacher did. Eventually my mom said that I had to stop faking sick, that I had to go to school or I would be held back. So I went to school, day after day after miserable day. So it got worse, days started off by playing a game of who could shoot the most spitballs at me, and then moved to who could fit me into a locker better, and finally moved into what embarrassing thing we can say I did.

Everyone loved playing these games during the first 30 minutes of the school day before homeroom. This seemed to calm them down most days until lunch. However, some days, not everyone got their share of the games in before homeroom, and on those days, I would be kicked under the desk, or have water dumped on me, money stolen from me, some days all of this before the lunch bell even rang. Lunch was a unique set of experiences for me. I would get in line and not make eye contact with anyone because that seemed to egg them on, buy my lunch if I still had the money, go sit down at an empty table and wait for something bad to happen.

However, most days I was harassed at lunch. From people throwing my perfectly good lunch away, to people dumping theirs on me and the worst part was everyone watched, like they knew that it was going to happen before it happened. After lunch I enjoyed the calm before the storm. The bus ride home was exceptionally cruel.

Why should I tell anyone, I was used to it by now? I was wrong because what came next was high school. High school… I sit here thinking what could be the best way to describe how it appears to me. The time of loneliness, the torture from the second you step through the door, a roller coaster of despair that seems to just keep going down, or my personal favorite, the place where you find out who you truly are. I am a little bit of everything but not enough to fit into one area or another. I guess the best place to start would be the beginning.