Why are we silent?

The person who sits next to you in your first hour class, who are they? Second hour? I know you probably know their name... but who are they? How much do you know about them? I attend a small school of only about 50-60 students in high school, so for the most part I know everyone's faces and names, but who are they? In my small class of 11, we find ourselves fighting quite a bit. The people who should be the closest people to me are not. I often find myself thinking "What's happened, at one point everything seemed to be going so well?" So what's happened? Silence.
Yah, we still talk about what happened the weekend before, but how many times have we spent just talking through things and coming to a solution. So many times we get mad at each other and just let it sit... Why? Is it because we feel it doesn't apply to us? For me, I'll admit it, I'm scared. Fear is the very thing that is keeping me from telling others what's truly wrong in my life. And it's the same very thing that is keeping me from asking others what's wrong in their life, and truly driving to find out if I can help. How much do I know the pain of others around me, nothing at all. How much do you know?
How much longer are we going to sit in this dead silence and not care? So if you will, how about taking up a challenge, a challenge to end pain, to end suffering, to end the feeling of no one caring, and ending suicide? I'll blog, blogging is easy! But I'm called for more than just the easy... I'm called to make a difference, are you?
PLEASE: Comment below, will you take up the challenge? Will you end the silence?