Dear , Bully
Maybe if I never went to you that day in first grade we could've been friends now. One cute boy two girls he has to pick , he picked me . However, you didn't like that you wanted me out of the picture. You start to call me names , talk behind my back it's nothing I can't handle.
"Black and whites don't go together " " It just doesn't work it's disgusting ". That day I actually felt bad about my skin color wondering why I had to be brown instead of light. " I'm breaking up with you" " Why?" " Sorry I can't handle it anymore and all the drama". That night I thought your not getting called slut , brat , and a whore. You turned my own teachers against me they hated me and thought I was the bully and you were the victim.
You don't know how many times I cried or picked up a scissor thinking about slicing my wrist to take away all the pain. I wish I could just go up to you and scream those words at you and let you know how I feel . I try to forgive and forget but I just cant I try and try and try , but it's never going to happen. I just can't get the flash backs out of my head of the school guidance counselor calling me to her office asking why I talked about you .
No ! I wanted to scream it was the other way around , but you made everyone think I was a bully and you were a victim. You talked about me called me ugly and I felt ugly , you called me disgusting and I felt disgusting. I didn't feel loved anymore I just felt like a person in the crowd no value just there. Were you jealous? Were you envious? Were you angry? all the questions I wanted to ask you , but I never got the chance .
I never got the chance cause I couldn't take it anymore I couldn't deal with all the bullying . I couldn't deal with people coming up to me , saying " Oh yeah there's a game going around about you trying to see who can come up with your most flaws ". Do you even know how bad you hurt me. I weighed 65 pounds in 5th grade you called me fat. It's sad when you drop down to 53 pounds cause I thought maybe I won't be fat anymore maybe I would finally be perfect.
Everyone forgets about this time in elementary , but I don't I'm in middle school , but I will never forget your words .I forgive but I don't forget and now your words are implanted inside my head , and now I have to see you stare at me everyday with that same doe eyed look of innocence like you did nothing wrong. I regret walking up to you in 1st grade asking to be friends. I was just trying to be nice . Look where it got me.
Sincerely ,
- Your victim
