I talked to one of my old friends..
She said I need to stay strong.
we talked a lot.
I didn't feel good, so I didn't go to school..
The next day you told everyone I tried to kill myself.
Why?
Everyone is calling me a attention seeker..
My mom has to pick me up,
So your friends didn't chase me.
I looked in the mirror today,
and I didn't like what I seen.
I felt like I was looking in a jumbo mirror you find at the carnival.
For the first time I didn't like what I seen.
Why? Why did you tell everyone to call me fat?
Why?
It hurts .
I try to focus on the good.
My beauty...
But I couldn't find any .
...
this is a short chapter, but the next one will be a bit longer . Sorry this is so bad, the next one will be better. It's hard to describe what Happened.
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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!
