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I usually walk home, I did at my last school.
I had so many friends there..
I can't believe we left, I left behind the life I enjoyed.
Today at school I didn't see you a lot.
But I did meet a girl.
She has pretty brown hair with purple streaks.
She said hello, she welcomed me to this school.
But then she called me fat.
I walked away....
I don't want to buy into them.
I don't want to show them, I care, what they think about me.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully,
PoetryDay 1: Dear Bully, Do you get pleasure from hurting me? Do you enjoy it? Are you happy, everyday I come home wishing I wasn't here? •• This is a short bullying story! Please read and share your opinion of the book!
