Dear Bully,
You tripped me in lunch. Making me face plant in my food. I slowly stood up every sound was gone. I felt my chocolate milk run down my face. I ran out of the cafeteria and into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror....
There was spaghetti in my hair, refried beans leaving only the spots where the chocolate milk ran on my face clean. I couldn't tell which was tears...and which was chocolate milk...
I wiped some of the beans off of my face and wrote "PATHETIC" on the mirror.
I washed my face off with my tears....
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Dear Bully
Conto^ Highest Ranking: #122 in short stories ^ ^ Highest Ranking: #4 in anti-bullying ^ ^ Highest Ranking: #2 in Dear Bully ^ TRIGGER WARNING! SEVERAL LETTERS INVOLVE BULLYING, SELF HATE, DEPRESSION, AND CUTTING. READ AT OWN RISK. (Idk why. I've been t...
