Dear bully,
I was wrong.. In the afternoon you didn't harass me but when it came to night time, my dad had work and wouldn't be home until around 3am. You had scratched the windows of my house and broken a few by throwing rocks into my house. It's dark and I'm scare.. Why are you doing this to me.. When are you going to stop and how far are you going to take this?
Love,
Me.
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Dear Bully
General Fictioneven though you hurt me, over and over again... I forgive you.
