Dear bully,
I met up with your ex.
We are good friends.
We hang out a lot.
When I saw her, I broke down.
I couldn't smile.
I wanted to see you.
She told me something that made my heart warm.
She told me that you didn't want to do any of the things you did to me and that she made you do it because she envied me.
She said that she regrets everything that she has done to hurt me.
She said that she's sorry she didn't give me a chance and that she saw the way you looked at me and it just made her mad that you didn't look at her like that.
We sat at a park bench, holding each other, crying our eyes out.
We didn't care about people looking at us.
I'm glad I have her.
It made me feel a little better now that I knew someone felt my pain and was there for me when I needed them.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully
Teen FictionFinely moves to a new school. She initial thought "new school, new me" she was wrong. Little did she know what was waiting for her in the future. There awaiting her are good and bad days. Please read at your own risk. trigger warning
