Dear bully,
I moved In the house across the street from yours.
You stared at me then threw a rock at my bedroom window and laughed. No one noticed.
Your parents came over and invited my family for dinner. They seemed really nice. You had a smirk on your face.
They expect us to be friends.
I really want to. But you don't. Maybe because I'm a girl and your a boy.
Tomorrow is the dinner day. I'm excited but you aren't.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to the bully across the street
Novela JuvenilWhy are people always bullying? Why does making another person hurt make you feel better? Well this is a story about a bully and a lost girl but in letters. Her life is something you wouldn't expect.
